Rachel

“Jayce, can you take care of Liam while I bring the milk for him?” I asked, making Jayce sigh at my request.

“Fine, give him me,” He cuddled, crying Liam in his arms who had just woken up from his slumber.

“Don’t act sad, you’re the one who wanted to join me here,” I said, looking at Jayce’s sad face as I went to the kitchen for Liam’s milk.

“I’m not sad, maybe nervous.”

“Nervous, why?” I checked the temperature of the milk before holding him in my arms.

“I never held a baby in my arms before,” he said, staring at Liam’s face, as while Liam’s all focus was on the bottle of milk, sucking it with all his concentration.

“Well, I’m not surprised, but it’s great practice for you,”

“How?” Asked Jayce, caressing Liam’s head.

“You’re soon going to be an uncle.”

Jayce nodded with a smile. “How old is he?”

“Liam, he almost one,”

Jayce nodded, being silent for watching Liam for moments, caressing his hair.

“You seem to like him,”

Jayce nodded at my words. “He is adorable, unlike his father.”

“Father?” I guess he was mistaken about Brandon and Liam’s relationship like many others. “Brandon is not his father?”

“That can’t be true. That guy was too protective of him,” Jayce said, staring at me or answering.

“Trust me, this is the truth, both Jane and Brandon are friends and Liam’s jane ex’s child,”

“They both don’t seem friends to be for a bit,”

I smiled, putting Liam on his bed. “I agree with that. Their relationship is more than friends, but they have yet have realized it themselves,”

“What do you mean?”

“Both Brandon and Jane have traumatic past, maybe that’s they can’t see the love they have for each other,”

“So they can’t see it but can,”

I laughed at his words. “If only you have seen them together, you’ll start to think like me.”

“Okay…, look, he is asleep,” Jayce said, looking at Liam’s sleeping frame.

“We should leave,” I mumbled, kissing Liam’s forehead and silently leaving the room with Jayce.

“You seem very attached to the kid,” Jayce said after stepping out of the room.

I nodded with a smile. “I have seen from the tiny he was in Jane’s womb. Maybe that is why.”

Jayce smiled at my words. “I can see how much you love him.”

“I love you, too,” I said, wrapping my arms around him.

“I love you too,” he said, planting a gentle kiss on my forehead. “Now, go take some rest. You look exhausted.”

“I’m fine, I still have so much energy left in me,”

“Sleep, I’ll take care of Liam, if he wakes up,”

“But….,”

“No, but,” He picked me up in his arms. “Where do you sleep on time like this?”

“There’s a guest room to the left, but Jayce, I’m not sleepy at all,” I protested.

“I know you have insomnia but that doesn’t mean you can’t rest,”

“I rest on the couch with your arms around me.”

Jayce raised an eyebrow at my suggestion. “I don’t know what you mean.”

I jumped out of his arms, taking him to the couch, making him sit as I lay my head on his shoulder.

“This doesn’t seem too comfortable,” Jayce suggested, trying to adjust the sitting position, making me sit on his lap rather than on the couch. “Now that’s fine,”

“Jayce.., you know we are in someone else’s house,” I complained, even though I enjoy sitting in this position.

“We are doing anything naughty, so I don’t think they will mind,” Jayce said, holding me tight, putting my head on his shoulder, and cuddling me like a child.

“Comfortable,” Jayce asked.

“Very,” I replied, hiding my face in his chest with a big smile on my face. This is the first time Jayce had to hold me like this, and I love it.

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Jayce

I smiled, staring at Rachel’s face, with her mouth slightly open as she slept, with her head on my chest and around her body. I can’t describe how much I love being with them.

It might not be as comfortable for me, but Rachel seems to have her best time cuddling in my arms.

I smiled, moving her hair away from her eyes. She seems like the child in this position, an adorable, carefree child that enjoys being sleepy with her favorite stuffed toys wrapped around her. Well, in Rachel’s case, I guess I’m her stuffed toy, looking at the way she lay on top of my chest.

Damn, she is adorable, and with every passing second, I think I’m falling even more than I was before.

While Rachel was enjoying her slumber, I tried to close my eyes too, but before I could sleep, I heard Liam cry from his room.

I don’t have the heart to wake Rachel up, so I waited for a few minutes hoping he would calm down, but no, Liam cried harder with every passing minute.

So, with no other option in hand, I picked Rachel gently up and away from my body, gently. I didn’t want to disturb her sleep and placed her frame on the sofa.

I placed a gentle kiss on Rachel’s forehead before going to Liam, who stopped crying just by seeing my face. “So your attention,” I mumbled, picking him up and checking his diaper like I saw Rachel.

“Everything seems fine, so why are you crying?” What the hell am I doing talking to a baby who I don’t think understands my words? But even though he smiled, he understood me.

I tried putting him in a crib, but he started crying again. “You don’t want to sleep.” I carried him in my arms again and he stopped crying again.

Damn raising babies is not a simple task. I don’t know how Rachel does it in day-to-day life.

“I wish you could talk. At least then you could tell what you need,” I said with a sigh, but in my reply, I only got two adorable, enormous pairs of eyes staring at me.

I don’t want to do I don’t want to wake Rachel up, but I also do not know how to deal with babies.

“Let’s see,” I scanned Liam’s bedroom, trying to find anything that can help him sleep, and my eyes landed on a children’s book by myself in the rocking chair.

I guess stories are a good way of putting children to sleep. I picked one of the books and sat on the chair with Liam on my lap, as I scanned the contents inside the book.

The book is all filled with pictures and very few words, but the book seems to grab Liam’s attention as his eyes keep staring at the vibrant-colored pages.

“It’s adorable, right,” I said, starting to read the book to Liam, who seemed interested, I guess.

But one book was not enough to put this child to sleep, so I read book after book, so much so that even now I’m starting to feel sleepy but Liam she seems very awake for a child as big as my gym bag.

Well, I’m comparing a child to a gym bag, now for sure, I’m not in the right state of mind after all these children’s books. And before I knew it, everything turned dark in front of me, with a tiny being relaxing on my chest. First Rachel and now Liam, on my chest. I don’t think my chest is that comfortable for them to be falling asleep over it, with all the hard bulky muscles on it.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.