Hayley had not stopped laughing at him. “You are not going to do that, are you?” There was a nervous horror in his tone. Hayley grinned. “Have three at once? No. This is one baby, one set of feet, elbows and fists, not to mention one little head. I am very glad I have five months to go. There should be time between cousins’ birthdays.” Yval was in good hands. Their mother-in-law was enthralled with the new arrivals, and for the first time, Hayley appreciated living closely to her new family. Her job with the shifter council, interrogating suspects and getting confessions from fey was satisfying, and she didn’t think she would want to give that up after the baby. She had two babysitters who had already volunteered. Yval and Isgara had already offered to watch whatever came out of her for as often as she needed them to. Since she had begun showing, she wore clothing that exposed her bump when she had to deal with the fey.
