VIOLETS POV
"Mate."
Carson spoke with such confidence, such clarity. Yet, I still couldn't believe my ears. Contrary to the shocked and astounded faces around him, he was smiling lovingly at none other than Tracy's stomach, his little hand caressing the fabric of her shirt.
My mouth flapped open and closed, but I could not come up with one thing to say. Not one.
"Carson... what do you mean mate?" Tracy took his hand gently.
He looked up at her adorably. "Not you! In here." He pointed at her stomach.
Tracy gasped while I tried to remember how to swallow.
"That's impossible."
My head swiveled at the sound of Jasper's voice. He was standing in the doorway, his face just as shocked as ours.
"Nu uh!" Carson crossed his arms, pouting. "I feel her!" He declared.
Tracy's hands dropped to
