Chapter 110

Settled in the bed of my private room with our baby asleep in his arm, Arrick sits beside me on the bed with his free arm around my shoulder as we watch her. My head nestled on his chest, my finger in her tiny grip. We have sat like this for the last hour, enamored with the little miracle we created. She is perfect in every little detail, and I cannot stop inspecting her amazingness. I finally get why Jake keeps wanting more. Nothing compares to how it feels now, sitting together like this. How much I love her already.

She’s clean now, dressed in a little pink sleepsuit adorned with tiny unicorns and wrapped up snugly in a fluffy pink blanket. Arrick did the fatherly duties and got her trussed up in her little outfit for me. From years of helping with Emma’s kids, he was a total pro and looked totally at home, maneuvering a frowny-faced little lady around to get her cozy in her new clothes. She regarded him with that Arrick look of cool complacency, and I think I died a little