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Fucking idiot of a man. How dare he deny something to my wife and child like that.
He may not have known they were mine then but he will.
I’ll enjoy showing him the error of his ways.
I’ll never deny her anything that will bring her happiness and joy. I can see clearly now how much she wishes she had done it differently.
“He really did,” Eden whispers quietly.
She’s exhausted. The way her body slumps back into the couch now that Abel is drinking his formula shows me just how very weary she is.
She needs rest, and as I watch her eyes open and close a couple of times, I think even if she hates me, she trusts me to keep watch over them.
Moving quietly over the couch cushions, I slowly slide my body up beside her. She looks annoyed at me, but doesn’t do anything.
Placing my hand on the bottle, I gently take it from her hand. “Let me help.”
“Jude,” she whispers, “just leave us alone.”
“No,” I whisper back. “I told you already, from now on I’m taking care of you both. No matter what.”
Holding the bottle for Abel, I stare into his eyes and smile at him. He’s a handsome little guy. I see nothing of that bastard in his features. Not that I would know if he truly had any.
But I see all the best parts of Eden there.
A soft sigh of sleep comes out of Eden’s mouth after a while, and it causes my heart to thrum with exhilaration.
Abel gurgles a smile at me around the bottle, and I carefully lift him from her lap.
Holding him in my arms like I’ve seen Lucifer and Simon do with their babies, I continue to watch my son eat his fill.
He’s a hungry one, and ready to take on the world, I bet.
When he finally pulls from the bottle, Abel smiles up at me for a brief moment before a frown begins to form on his lips.
Fuck.
What am I supposed to do now?
Simon puts his daughters up on his shoulder and pats their back to…
To what?
I can’t remember, but if he did it, the perfectionist fuck that he is, he had a reason.
Lifting Abel up, I put him to my shoulder and very lightly begin to pat his back.
Eden begins to stir from her sleep, and I can’t have that.
Standing, I gently step around the living room and bounce him.
Why the fuck am I doing this?
The massive burp that erupts from Abel is the answer I was searching for.
The gods above and below must have heard that one because when I pull back, Abel has a silly grin on his face.
And a little spit up.
