Ethan Neilson will do anything for his twin brother. Even father the child Benjamin is unable to with the woman they both love. All their lives, the brothers have shared everything--everything but the woman who matters most.
After several failed attempts to conceive a child, Hannah desperately wants a break. A weekend getaway to celebrate the birthdays of the two men she loves seems like the perfect opportunity to relax and unwind.
Benjamin knows Ethan and Hannah love one another, just as he knows the three of them together forever is the way it always should have been. Now the only thing he has to do is convince his brother and wife. Having a child would be wonderful, but sharing his wife's heart and body with his brother is the gift Benjamin wants most of all.
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Posted January 31, 2012 by CuteButKind , TexasInteresting story of identical twin brothers. The brothers are really inseperatable and fortunatly, the wife of the one that's married understands their bond and loves them both. The only problem is that the married couple wants to have a baby, but the married twin is infertile. So he comes up with a plan to get his twin brother to help give his wife the gift she's always wanted. In the end, she is aware of their idea so there's nothing sinister. Just wish the story didn't wrap up so quickly. So much detail was written to get them to the point of agreement, they could have done more after coming to an understanding instead of throwing it into an Epilogue. Still was worth the read.
November 13, 2009
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Excerpt from The Gift by Lena Matthews
Benjamin Neilson chanced a quick glance over to the passenger seat at his wife Hannah, who was staring straight ahead. From the thoughtful but happy expression on her pretty brown face, he was almost certain she wasn't paying attention to the scenic mountain road.
They were spending the weekend with his twin Ethan to celebrate the men's birthday. It was also going to be the first time the trio had seen each other in over a month. Ethan's job as a photojournalist kept him out of town more often than not, leaving little time for the three of them to hang out, even though Ethan officially lived with them. It was unfortunate he wasn't home long enough to do much more than wash his clothes before he left again, a trend that was growing old. Benjamin missed his brother, as did Hannah, who hadn't stopped smiling since they got on the road.
The drive from the Rancho Cucamonga area to their cabin in Big Bear had taken a good part of their evening, but they still had half an hour or so until they reached their destination. This was the perfect opportunity to discuss the bad news they'd received earlier in the week. Nevertheless, he was reluctant to bring up the subject.
To his surprise though, she did it for him. "You know what I was thinking?"
"No, tell me."
"I think we've been trying too hard."
Benjamin tightened his grip on the steering wheel. "I'm positive that wasn't what the doctor said." More than positive, actually. There was no way in hell he or any other man in his situation could have ever confused "low sperm count" with "trying too hard".
"Doctors. Humph." Hannah turned in her seat a bit so she was facing him. "What do they know?"
"That's debatable. Think about it for a second. What do they call a medical student who finishes last in their class?"
"I don't know, what?"
"Doctor." Despite not wanting to, Benjamin chuckled.
"There you go." Hannah said, apparently pleased at his reaction. "This guy could have very well slept through reproduction in school. We don't know."
"True, but we do know you're not pregnant after two years of trying."
"And I think it's good I'm not."
"You do not." He knew how much having kids meant to her.
"I do too. We've been way too stressed, doing it every other day, sleeping with my hips elevated."
"I sort of enjoyed doing it every other day."
"Well, I didn't. I want you to make love to me because you're in the mood, or because you think I look exceptionally pretty one day while I'm loading the dishwasher, not because my temperature is just right."
Benjamin wanted that as well. But even more, he wanted to give his wife her every desire. And as much as she denied it, that included children of her very own. He wanted to be the father to those children. But if that wasn't going to be possible he was pretty sure he'd devised a solution that was next to perfect. He would only need to convince his wife.
Hannah reached over and patted his thigh. "We'll get pregnant. Eventually."
"You can't keep fooling yourself, Hannah. Low sperm count leaves our chances at almost nil." Which was one of the reasons he'd come up with this plan for their weekend.
"Then we'll be the best aunt and uncle around." Her sister had three children and was due in two months with her fourth. And as much as Hannah loved her nieces and nephew, he knew the hurt she felt when her sister, who wasn't even trying, showed up pregnant earlier this year. "And I'll continue being the best kindergarten teacher around and we'll grow old and happy together. End of subject."
"No, it isn't," he said patiently. "We don't just stop talking about something because you say so."
Benjamin chuckled. She had a point. He did tend to spoil her, much to her detriment apparently. "Since now. This isn't something that only affects you, you know."
"I do know. It's just..." Hannah turned her head and peered out the window.
Releasing his grip on the wheel, Benjamin reached out and took her hand in his. "It's just what, baby?"
Sighing, Hannah turned back to face him. "I don't want you to blame yourself for this."
"Sort of hard not to."
"No, it isn't. This is simply the hand we've been dealt."
"I know, but..."
Hannah cut him off before he could finish his comment. "You said this doesn't only affect me and I realize that. The problem is, I don't think you've come to grips with the fact it's not just affecting you, either."
Benjamin couldn't deny her argument, but he didn't expect her to understand. So much about being a man was tied into dick sizes and fathering children that it was hard not to feel as if he were losing a part of his masculinity. Still, there was one thing he was absolutely sure about. "You should be a mother and I want to make you one. All I want out of life is a little girl who is a carbon copy of you." Of course if that happened, Benjamin would have to invest in a gun because Hannah was a knockout.
At a glance one would think she was a light-skinned African-American, with her honey-toned complexion and dark brown hair, but that was only a quarter of her ancestry. She was also Cuban on her mother's side, and Native American and Irish on her father's. Hannah teasingly called herself a mutt, but to Benjamin she was simply beautiful.
"Do you think you could handle a mini me?"
Hannah smiled and brought their joined hands to her cheek. She rubbed the back of his fingers against her soft skin and slid it to her mouth to gently kiss his knuckles. "I guess we'll have to keep trying then, but let's take a break for a short while. A month, a week or, even better, how about this weekend? No more doctor orders, no more boring rules, just us. Making love for the sheer pleasure of it all. Can we do that?"
"Of course." He was all for making love just for pleasure, especially seeing as how that was the only thing he could do. But all of this wouldn't matter if his plan went the way he wanted. Not only would Hannah get her baby, she'd also get her pleasure. Doubly so. All he had to do was convince her to agree to it. In the past, Hannah had always been open to his suggestions, in and out of the bedroom. He could only hope that remained true.