Hide and Seek by Elizabeth Lapthorne Page B

few moments. Josephine enjoyed the chance she had to study his features. She kept silent, letting him think, or concentrate, or do whatever it was he seemed to want to do.
    When she noticed a slight frown puckered his forehead she couldn’t keep silent.
    “What is it? William, what’s wrong?”
    * * * * *
    William frowned and tried to concentrate. He didn’t really know how he did what he did. Usually he merely concentrated and tried to focus on something outside his body. It was something he had always been able to do, so he never needed to question it. When he first met his sister-in-law, Sophie, he was able to scent her and his brother mingled in their baby, and some instinct told him that the child might very well be female.
    All the Rutledge children were male, and had been for generations. While he never directly argued the gender of the child with Sophie, he had laughed and joked with his brothers over the strange delusions of a pregnant woman who’d insisted her child was a girl.
    He alone had not been totally shocked at the arrival of little Christiana.
    Yet this was slightly different. He could definitely feel the two tiny babies living inside his woman, could almost see them. Yet every time he concentrated too deeply on them, he started drowning in Josephine’s scent—in their joint scent—surrounding their babies.
    There was just something…different.
    “…what’s wrong?” Josephine’s voice finally penetrated his fogged mind.
    Removing his hand reluctantly from his little sons, William wrapped himself around Josephine’s loving warmth.
    “Nothing…I was merely communing with our little boys. As you share a bloodstream with them and can mentally chat to them at any time of the day or night, I have to wait until I have you gloriously naked and under me to do my chatting with them. We’ll have to buy some Tchaikovsky and Bach for you to listen to. Apparently sons grow bigger and stronger when their moms listen to those tunes when the fetus is growing.”
    When Josephine rolled her eyes and turned her back to him, he merely spooned her closer and pressed his half-hard shaft against her delightful ass.
    “So how did you know the babies were twins?”
    Caught daydreaming about making slow love to Josephine as she fell asleep, William was surprised by the question.
    “Ah…sweetheart, this mightn’t be the best—”
    “Oh please!” she interrupted, “now is the best time. I’m all warm and fuzzy from our passion. Trust me when I say now would be the very best time for you to explain your power to me.”
    “Power?” William thought for a moment. Josephine didn’t appear concerned in the least. Maybe this would be easier than he thought.
    “Yes, I presume you have some sort of power. I believe in magic and a lot of that new age crap. Not magic like in the fairy tales, but some psychics are real. I just assumed you had some sort of male version of psychic power.”
    William nodded against Josephine’s back.
    “Well, I’m not really sure about that or how it works. Sometimes I can just concentrate and… understand …things, see things. It often works a little differently, so I can never predict it. Sometimes when I expect to get something I don’t get anything at all. It’s rather hard to describe. But there is something I want to tell you…”
    Pausing to try and gather his foggy, lust-riddled thoughts, William inhaled Josephine’s scent. She wriggled adorably, grinding her soft ass against his hardening cock.
    “That tickles, William! And don’t try to avoid the question. What’s up?”
    “My brothers and I are all…different…but I’m the only one who seems to have any particular sort of gift like this. But…um…” William’s mind wandered as Josephine wriggled in the bed again, obviously trying to find a comfortable position lying down with her expanding belly.
    He lowered one of his hands under the flannel shirt. When his warm hand touched her soft, crinkly curls,