Eddie and Sheila stepped forward towards Dakota. Dakota looked up at them, smiling shyly. “I’m sorry but I had to go with him.”
“We get it sweetheart. At first, we didn’t, but now we do. No one blames you for what you had to do. Never!” Sheila admitted as she engulfed Dakota into a hug.
As soon as Dakota was engulfed in a hug, she burst into tears. Eddie and Tina hugged her around Sheila, causing Sheila to start crying, then Tina.
“Momma, why you crying?” a little girl asked.
Everyone broke up the hug and looked down at the little girl. “It’s happy tears baby. Come here.” Dakota crouched down and picked up her little girl. “Eddie, Sheila, Tina, Shane and Pattrick, I’d like you to meet my daughter, Sheyna Lauren and my son, Edward Pattrick. They are twins.”
The small group gasped at the names and then got loud as they said hi to the small humans, welcoming them into the family.
Trident Security, Alpha Squad, Highlander, Highlander’s SEAL team, Larry, Gene, Carter, Alvarez and Swift all stood back to give them their privacy and observed.
“I’m glad that ended well. So, when do we head back to Californ-i-a?” Diesel asked jokingly.
“Why got a hot date or something?” Sgt. Brocard laughed, shaking her head.
“Yeah, although that’s not why I’m ready to head back. I’m ready to head back to our beaches for some sand and sun!”
“There’s sand and sun here.” Swift said, pointing towards the window.
“Yeahh, but your sand and sun is humid as fuck and I don’t want my bathing suit sticking to me like flies on shit.”
“Wow, Diez, such vocabulary!” Rameriez groaned. “I apologize for my teammate’s ignorant comments, Officer Swift. We’re still working on her wording.”
Swift laughed, “It’s all good. She’s not wrong either. I guess I’m just used to it.”
“Diesel wears a bathing suit?” Everyone laughed when Diesel flipped Rameriez off.
“Who’s the hot date with?” Raso asked, ignoring the others.
“Eh, just some dick, nothing serious.”
“It could be serious if you learned how to do a proper blow job.” Cortez cracked, staring Diesel down.
“Bitch, please. My stomach is a graveyard for a man’s sperm!”
“The fuck?!” Alpha Squad exclaimed in horror.
“Gross, dumbass!” Raso mumbled.
“Umm, Diesel, you don’t suck dick so how is your stomach a graveyard?” York asked, hesitantly, as if she’s afraid of her teammate’s response.
“Ha, goes to show what you twats know! I do suck dick, just not a stranger’s dick. I gotta do research on the dick before any suckie suckie takes place.”
“I’m probably going to get into trouble for asking, but what about riding the strange dick?” Snake asked, trying to hide his laughter.
“Oh, I’ll fuck the hell out of strange dick all day long, as long as it’s wrapped. I just don’t suck it.”
“Okay, what if he wants to eat the pussy?” Snake asked, staring Diesel in the eyes.
“He can eat the pus pus if he wants, but he better eat it like he’s missed some meals too. I’ll ride his nose if I have to, to get off.”
Pratt, Raso, Cortez and York all groaned as they smacked their foreheads. “Don’t you dare do it Snake. I’ll risk the ass beating for kicking you in the nuts if you do it!” Pratt warned her husband’s grinning teammate.
“But what if he has a tiny dick?” Snake asked, ignoring Pratt’s warning.
“I’ll still ride the fuck out of it!”
