Royal Elite Epilogue (Royal Elite #7) by Rina Kent

“You’re hot.” Cole rips his gaze from the road for a fraction of a second to focus on me.

“I know that.” I still blush. We might have been married for two years and fully public for way longer than that, but Cole still manages to bring the little girl out from inside me. The girl who spied on him when he wasn’t looking.

The girl who watched him while he watched everything else, and was oblivious when he watched her.

“No.” He removes his hand from between my legs and places it on my forehead. “You’re feverish. Did you have something to drink?”

“No.”

“Then what is it?”

“I...let’s go home first.”

“Tell me, Silver.”

“I have an entire evening planned.”

He narrows his eyes on me. “An entire evening for what?”

A wave of nausea hits me out of the blue and I grab my mouth. “Stop the car.”

He does and I open the door, flying out and heaving on the side of the road.

Cole joins me in a second, holding my hair and stroking my back. This scene is so similar to the other time.

“Silver…” Cole holds my shoulders after I finish. “Are you…”

Damn it. I really planned an evening for this, and I even made Kim help me pick the candles and everything, but now, I don’t have a choice.

I take his hand and place it on my stomach, nodding.

“You’re pregnant?” he asks, eyes widening in wonder.

“I am. I found out this morning and planned a romantic night to celebrate. Now it’s all ruined.”

“Who says it’s ruined?” He holds me to him, kissing my nose. “We’ll celebrate until the morning if that’s what you want. Thank you for being mine, Butterfly.”

“Cole…”

He wipes my tears away with a smile and I groan, “Stupid hormones. They’re going to make our lives hell now, like when we were expecting Ava.”

“I couldn’t give two fucks about that. As long as you’re healthy, I’ll take care of the hormones.”

I bite my lower lip. “You will?”

“Oh, I fucking will.” He carries me in his arms bridal style and I squeal, then laugh as he takes me to the car.

Cole doesn’t wait until we get home.





26





The Men’s Group Chat





Ronan: Emergency.

Ronan: I said, emergency, fuckers.

Cole: Now what? You put juice in your kid’s milk again?

Xander: Or you messed up Teal’s workspace and she’s coming after your arse with an axe?

Aiden: Remi needs to get older so he can film that shit and send it over.

Ronan: Premièrement, my Remi would never betray me. Deuxièmenent, fuck you all. Finalement, it’s none of your previous nonsense. I don’t know what to get Teal for our anniversary. I took her everywhere and she doesn’t like material shit. Give me inspiration.

Xander: Last anniversary, I bought Green a piece of land on which she can build a new children’s centre. Best decision ever. And best sex ever that night.

Ronan: Teal has no use for a piece of land. Dammit.

Aiden: Buy her jewellery. Something she can have on all the time.

Ronan: She doesn’t like jewellery. How about you, Cole? What did you get Silver on your last anniversary?

Cole: Pretty sure a baby.

Xander: *laughing out loud emoji*

Aiden: Are you knocking her up for sport, Nash?

Cole: You of all people should shut the fuck up, King.

Aiden: She was my fiancée first.

Cole: Just like Ron was Elsa’s fiancé first and Xan was her boyfriend.

Xander: #Burn.

Ronan: Hey, fuckers. Me. Pay attention to me. I’m the one who called this up. Where’s Levi anyway?

Levi: Over here. Don’t care.

Xander: Have you thought about asking Knox? He should know what his sister would want.

Ronan: Jackpot! You’re promoted to being my best friend, Xan. I’ll hang the award in your office tomorrow.

Xander: No thanks.



One day later…

Cole: How did it go, Ron?

Xander: He’s been MIA for an entire day. Do you think he’s dead? Should we file a missing person report?

Aiden: Damn. There should have been someone who filmed the whole murder scene.

Ronan: I’m here. I’m not dead, but you all will be next time I see you. And no, there was no murder scene.

Xander: So? What happened? Since when do you like suspense?

Ronan: I can’t hear you over the halo clouding my head. Piss off.

Cole: I guess that means it went well?

Ronan: Well? Try fantastic. Try...adventurous.

Aiden: A threesome?

Ronan: Fuck you, King. I wouldn’t share my Teal, even if I was offered the world.

Cole: La Débauche?

Ronan: Ding, ding, ding. One word, fuckers. You need lightening years to reach my level.

Ronan: Time for round two.





Aiden: How do you know if your wife is cheating on you?

Cole: Easy. You don’t know.

Xander: Elsa is cheating on you?

Ronan: Hold my fucking beer. This shit is interesting. Is it me? Did she say my name while asleep? I knew she couldn’t have possibly gotten over me.

Xander: And me. I know I should be sorry, but I’m kind of not.