“Now we don't know which test is which!” Aideen groaned and got out of my bathtub.
Alannah snorted. “One will definitely be negative, I can't remember the last time I had sex.”
Bronagh grinned. “I do, it was six months ago and you said your one night stand was way better than... What's the insult you dubbed him with? Was it Snowflake?”
“Bronagh!” Alannah gasped. “We're not discussin' him!”
Him?
“Who is him? Who is Snowflake?” I asked.
Alannah glared at Bronagh. “Don't,” she warned.
Bronagh ignored Alannah and looked to me as she said, “Damien.”
I remained quiet for a second then said, “Damien Slater?”
Bronagh nodded her head then hissed when Alannah thumped her in the arm.
Branna and Aideen giggled as Bronagh grumbled and rubbed her arm.
“You had a thing with Damien?” I asked Alannah.
She groaned. “It was one night years ago, it is not a big deal. Seriously. We were kids.”
Bronagh gave Alannah a knowing look. “You're lyin' through your teeth and you know it.”
Alannah sighed, but remained silent.
I was shocked.
“You shagged Damien?” I asked.
Things were silent for a moment then everyone burst into laughter, including Alannah.
“Dude, nice one. Damien is fit!” Aideen said then high-fived Alannah who was shaking her head.
“Hey!” Bronagh frowned.
Aideen rolled her eyes. “I said Damien, not Dominic.”
Bronagh deadpanned, “They're identical twins.”
“Can't be, they have different hair colour,” Aideen said, waving Bronagh off.
Bronagh shook her head. “I said that too, but they both informed me it didn't mean anythin'. Even with the different hair colour they have matching DNA—they're identical twins. It's very rare for twins to have different eye colour or hair colour because their DNA is a blueprint match, but Dominic and Damien are that very small percentile of identical twins with different hair colour. Argue against it all you want, but that's how it is.”
Aideen was silent for a moment. “Okay... but I still think Damien is hotter. Sorry, not sorry.”
I laughed. “You never met him—neither of us have. How can you think he is hotter than Dominic? That lad is ripped.”
“Girls, that's me fella you're both—”
“Because I'm around Dominic so much that I think of him as a kid brother. He is the same age as Gavin after all.”
I pinched the bridged of my nose. “Damien is the same age too... We just discussed them being identical twins meaning they're possibly minutes apart in age.”
Aideen snorted. “Yeah, but Damien could be a boy toy that I could—”
“I beg you not to finish that sentence!” Branna suddenly cut Aideen off and heaved.
I laughed and looked at Aideen. “I'm tellin' Kane you want to shag his little brother.”
“I'm gonna be sick,” Bronagh mumbled.
Aideen grinned. “Make sure I'm present when you do.”
“You're twisted,” I stated, but smirked.
“You speak the truth,” Aideen replied, not fazed by my insult.
Alannah held her hands up in the air. “Can we get off the Damien topic, please?”
“You mean the Snowflake topic?”
Bronagh cracked up laughing. “I love that insult, so much better than Fuckface.”
I chuckled and looked at Alannah.
She didn't look angry.
She looked sad.
I momentarily wondered what that was about.
“Sure, we can get of the topic,” I murmured then looked down to my hands.
I flicked through the pregnancy tests. “Negative, negative, negative, nega—Wait, what?”
“What?” the four girls shouted in unison.
I stared down at the pregnancy test in my right hand with wide eyes. “This one is positive.”
All of the girls gasped.
“Fuck off!” Aideen snapped.
“You're messin!” Bronagh accused.
“I'll cry if you're playin',” Branna whispered.
“It's not mine,” Alannah stated.
I looked up from the positive pregnancy test then lifted it in the air and flipped it around so each girl could clearly see the visible pink plus sign.
“I'm dead serious, it's positive.”
“Omigod!” the girls cried.
I was shaking.
One of the girls was pregnant... but which one?
“Why didn't you mark the bloody tests so you knew which one was whose?” I snapped.
“Because we weren't expectin' you, aka he-woman, to crash into the counter and knock them all into the bloody sink!” Aideen bellowed back.
I felt like I was about to throw up.
“So one of you is pregnant, but we don't know who?” I asked.
Bronagh had tears in her eyes. “Dominic and me are tryin' and Ryder and Branna don't use protection and she came off birth control last month so it could be either of us. Alannah had sex six months ago so it's not her... Aideen, what about you?”
Aideen was pale. “Could be. I had unprotected sex a good few weeks ago with a one night stand.”
Oh, for Christ sakes.
“Fuckin' hell, Aideen,” I growled.
“I know,” she snapped. “I know it was stupid, you don't need to convince me of what I already know.”
I rubbed my pounding head. “Take more tests to see which one of you it is.”
Bronagh nodded her head and quickly jumped up and opened my medicine cabinet. She pushed aside a few things and then gasped. “There are none left.”
Bloody hell.
“We'll have to go get more,” I said and placed my hands on my hips.
“If I move I'm gonna puke everywhere,” Bronagh informed me.
“Me too,” Branna mumbled.
I glanced to Aideen who looked like she was about to fall over and I groaned.
“Look after them,” I said to Alannah. “I'll go get the stupid tests.”
Alannah nodded her head to me as I walked out of my bathroom and descended the stairs.
This was all I needed.
I had enough on my mind without worrying about the girls.