Sebastian (The Beck Brothers #2) (23 page)

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  Quinn parked his car in his
parent's driveway. His mother invited them all over for dinner since they
haven’t all been together in a few months, and this would be the first time
Sebastian was bringing his girlfriend, Raelynn. According to Henry, they were
pretty damn serious, which shocked Quinn. He swore Sebastian wouldn't get
serious with another woman for a long time.

  Quinn walked in the front door and
was immediately greeted by four-year-old Ethan, who promptly latched onto his
leg. Quinn smiled down at him and ruffled his mop of blonde curls. Ethan was a
really cute kid, definitely going to be a heartbreaker some day.

"Uncle Quinn!" Ethan exclaimed.
His bright blue eyes lighting up as he looked up at Quinn.

"Hey, buddy," Quinn murmured.

  Quinn glanced around the living
room. Little Henry was sitting on the floor chewing on some kind of baby toy.
The chunky-monkey was ten months now, and Quinn could tell the kid was
definitely going to take after Henry. He was huge! He looked more like a one
and a half year old, with white blonde hair that Henry liked to put into a
mohawk. The only thing he got from Claire was his light blue eyes.

  Henry was lounging on the couch at
one end, while Christian lounged at the other end. Christian was looking spiffy
as usual, a definite clothes whore. He had a thing for the latest fashion and
was always buying something new to add to his collection. He was wearing dark
jeans, a white dress shirt, and a gray v-neck cardigan that had a navy blue
collar; all of which fit snugly to his long lean body. Christian was the
thinnest of all of them, but he still had muscle, and it showed in whatever he
wore.

  Sebastian and Raelynn were sitting
on the love seat being all lovey-dovey. He had one arm around her shoulders,
while the other rested on her stomach. Their faces turned toward each other and
only inches apart, talking quietly to each other. Quinn was glad his brother
was happy. It definitely showed. Sebastian deserved it.

"Quinn!" Anne's voice called,
bringing him out of his thoughts.

Quinn looked toward the kitchen to see
his mother coming through the doorway into the living room. She gave him a kiss
on the cheek. "Hey, mom," he said, trying to walk forward with a four-year-old
still wrapped around his leg.

Claire emerged from the kitchen also. She
smiled at him before frowning down at Ethan.

"Ethan! At least let Uncle Quinn get
in the door before you torture him," she scolded and shooed Ethan off his
leg. Claire then gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Hi, Quinn."

"Claire," he murmured in
greeting.

  Quinn went around the room, saying
hi to everyone else, then went to lay on the floor with little Henry. Quinn
wasn't the most affectionate person, everyone knew that. He even had a hard
time with the kids, just didn't know what to do. Ethan was a little easier
because he would just come up and hug him, or jump on him or try to wrestle. The
baby was harder to deal with, and harder to connect with. He lounged on his
side, resting on his elbow in front of the little boy. He used a finger to
tickle his belly, but little Henry stared at him, unaffected. Quinn tried next
to tickle his little sock-covered foot, but the kid pulled his foot away. He
just kept staring, chewing on his teething ring.

"I don't think he likes me,
Henry," Quinn grumbled.

Henry smiled. "He likes you just
fine, Quinn. Try making him punch you with his hand, he gets a kick out of
that."

"Really?" Quinn asked
skeptically.

"Yeah, just make sure you pretend it
hurts." Henry chuckled.

  Quinn shrugged. He'd give it a
try. He scooted a little closer and took little Henry's chubby free hand, which
was already in a fist. Quinn swung the little fist and connected it with his
jaw. Quinn, "Oof-ed," and pretended to get knocked back. To his
surprise, the baby started cracking the hell up. Quinn grinned and glanced at
Henry, who winked at him.

  He played with little Henry until
it was time to eat. When their mother called them in for dinner, Henry came and
scooped his son up off the floor. Christian walked over and held out a hand for
Quinn. He accepted it, letting Christian pull him up off the floor.

"Thanks, Chris," Quinn said.

"No problem," Christian
responded with a small smile.

"How you feeling?" Quinn asked,
knowing Christian would understand what he was asking. Christian had a hard
time with anxiety; it was one of the reasons that he was thinner than the rest
of them. Whenever his anxiety was high, he either didn't have an appetite or
would throw up a lot.

Christian shrugged. "I have good
days and bad."

  Quinn nodded in understanding as
they walked into the kitchen. At the table, Quinn sat with Christian on one
side and his mother on the other. His mom had made a ham with corn, pineapple
stuffing, and a salad. It looked delicious. One thing that his mother was
always good at was cooking. Everyone passed around the food and dug in. Small
conversations started, but Quinn mostly just listened.

About halfway through dinner, Sebastian
cleared his throat and got everyone's attention.

"Raelynn and I have something to
tell everyone," he said, sending a loving glance at Raelynn. He placed his
hand over hers, where it rested on the table.

Quinn could feel his mother buzzing with
excitement next to him. He wondered what Sebastian was going to say. Was he
getting married again?

"Well, what is it son? Don't leave
us hangin'." Henry Sr., their dad, chuckled.

"We're having a baby." Sebastian
smiled sheepishly, a slight blush creeping up his face.

Raelynn also blushed and smiled shyly.

"Oh my god! That's wonderful!"
Anne exclaimed excitedly. "Another grandchild, Henry!" she croaked,
looking over at her husband with tears in her eyes.

Quinn saw Henry and Claire glance at each
other from where they were sitting across from him. "Uh, you're actually
going to have two new grandchildren." Henry winced and rubbed the back of
his neck.

Anne gasped, her head swinging around to
look at Claire. "You're pregnant, too?" she squawked.

Claire smiled and nodded.

"Oh my God!" Anne cried and
covered her face with her hands.

"Nice, brother. Congrats!" Sebastian
laughed, reaching around Raelynn to clap Henry on the back.

"Hey! Congrats to you, too,
man!" Henry grinned, patting Sebastian on the back in return.

  After the congratulations were
finished and his mom stopped crying, the questions started. When are the babies
due? Do they have any names in mind? Are they hoping for a boy or girl? Quinn
just sat and listened. He and Christian weren't really involved as much, and
probably wouldn't be until they both settled down and had kids. So as of right
now, they were outsiders. Which was fine by him, Quinn didn't want to be part
of that group. He wasn't cut out to be a father.

  After dinner, the women chatted
while they cleaned up the kitchen. The men and kids headed back out into the
living room. Quinn sat with Christian on the love seat, while Henry, Sebastian,
and their dad sat on the couch. The boys played on the floor.

"I can't believe it. Sebastian's
gonna be a daddy." Henry smirked, shaking his head as he patted
Sebastian's thigh.

"I know, right?" Sebastian
agreed. "Rae told me last week and I'm still in shock."

"She's not working on the streets is
she?" Henry Sr. asked, brow furrowed.

"No, thank God. She got transferred
to a different department where she's on desk duty now," Sebastian said,
raking a hand through his hair.

"And she's okay with that?"
Christian asked doubtfully.

"She did it mostly for me. But yeah,
I think she's okay with it." Sebastian nodded.

"So have you told her that you love
her yet?" Henry asked, raising an eyebrow dubiously.

"As a matter of fact, I did,” he
said smugly, crossing his arms over his chest.

Henry gasped, as did Christian. "No
fucking way!" Henry exclaimed, eyes wide.

Quinn was pretty damn shocked himself,
but he didn't react.

"It kinda just fell out of my mouth
when we were arguing about her job. But I did say it, and I'm gonna keep on
saying it," Sebastian said firmly.

"I'm glad to hear that, Sebastian. I
was worried about you after everything that happened," Henry Sr. said with
a sad smile.

"Are you going to marry her?"
Christian asked, still gawking.

Sebastian shrugged. "Eventually. We
haven't talked about that yet."

Henry gasped again, this time more
exaggeratedly. He clasped Sebastian's face and used his thumbs to lift Sebastian's
eyelids. "Are you sure you're
my
brother, Sebastian?" Henry asked as he studied
Sebastian's eyes raptly.

"Man, get the hell off of me!"
Sebastian laughed and shoved a chuckling Henry away.

  Quinn shook his head. God, his
brothers were weird. Christian and their dad laughed at their silly antics.
Quinn was glad that Sebastian found someone who had changed his mind about love
and marriage. Sebastian hadn't been happy until he met Raelynn, and she was
good for him. Quinn liked her a lot, and it looked as though Quinn was going to
be acquiring another sister-in-law in the very near future.

Chapter
14

"Argh! Nothing fits anymore,"
Raelynn grumbled behind him.

  Sebastian smiled over his shoulder
at his gorgeously glowing pregnant girlfriend. He was standing in front of the
sink in the bathroom, fixing his hair. Raelynn was digging through her closet
trying to find something to wear. They were getting ready to go to an ultrasound
appointment, hoping the baby would cooperate so they could find out the sex.
Raelynn was twenty weeks along and really starting to show. She was already so
tiny and was also trying to eat healthy; the only place she seemed to gain some
weight was in her breasts and belly - alright, and maybe a little in her ass.

  A few weeks after finding out that
Raelynn was pregnant, Sebastian moved out of his apartment and into her house.
They also started to convert one of the spare rooms into a nursery. Sebastian
had learned a shit load of stuff about pregnancy from books, the internet, and
from Raelynn and Claire. He knew the basics from when Claire was pregnant with
little Henry, but it was entirely different with his
own
girlfriend being pregnant. Plus, Henry
had to go and scare the shit out of him by showing him a video of a woman
giving birth. He could have gone the rest of his life without seeing that
video. Now he was terrified for when Raelynn's day came.

  Sebastian finished doing his hair
then walked into the master bedroom. Raelynn was standing in front of her closet,
with hands on her hips, only in her bra and panties. She didn't look pregnant
from behind, but from the front, there was no mistaking her baby bump. He
sidled up behind her, slid his hands to the baby bump, and rubbed it.

"Baby, I think you need to get some
maternity clothes now," he said, kissing her cheek.

"I know," Raelynn huffed.

"I know what you're thinking, and
you're going to look great in maternity clothes. Look at Claire, she always
dresses really nice."

"I know she does. I'm just sad that
I have to give up my clothes. I love my clothes." Raelynn pouted.

"It's only for a little while,"
Sebastian soothed, kissing her neck.