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“Fuck off,” Ben gasps, just as quickly coming to sit down with Seb and I. “Come on Pheebs, do it again. Show Daddy Ben how you roll. You are such a smart girl, able to roll onto her tummy. Show me, show me.”
“She’s not going to do it again if you’re all staring her down,” Alex says with a grin. He moves to sit on the edge of my bed and watches from up a height, but he is just as interested in the act as the rest of us are in seeing her move.
“Come on, baby,” I say encouragingly. “Show everyone how good you are at rolling over.”
“Show Daddy Seb,” Seb demands, inching down to make eye contact with her. She just giggles, trying to grab at his face.
Topher snorts and comes to sit on the arm chair. “She’ll do it in her own time.”
“She just did it,” I say, a little disheartened. “I feel so guilty I got to experience it and you guys missed it.”
“Well, you can go sit in the cupboard when she’s close to a next milestone, and it’ll make it even,” Ben says. He taps Phoebe’s hand, and she babbles to him. “Can you show me how you get onto your tummy? Look, copy Daddy Ben.”
He rolls from his tummy onto his back.
“That was the wrong way,” Topher says dryly. “Now you’re confusing the poor pup.”
Phoebe softly starts suckling on her hand, and I sigh. “She’s hungry, guys. No more rolls to be seen.”
“Aw,” Seb murmurs.
“Why didn’t you record it?” Ben demands, glaring at me.
I laugh. “I didn’t expect her to roll. It’s quite early, actually.”
“Early?” Alex asks, and I nod. “How early?”
“Most human babies aren’t usually rolling until around four months or so? Typically?” I shrug. “I’m not too sure. I’ll check with the midwife, though.”
“She’s just a smart cookie, aren’t you, Pheebs?” Ben says, beaming at her.
She clenches her fists, sucking on the left one that much harder.
“But it’s booby time,” I say, scooping her up from the floor. I move over to the bed, accepting the hand from Alex, and get us both situated. She latches pretty fast, and I narrow my eyes, looking at each of the guys. “Are you just going to watch?”
“No. Sadly, I’m in the middle of a meeting and should probably get back,” Alex says, with a heavy sigh.
I gasp, doing my best to cover my heated cheeks with one hand. “Did you leave in the middle of it to come and see?”
He shrugs. “You were excited. You come before any crappy meeting.” He leans in and kisses my temple before standing back up. “Give me a shout as soon as she’s done feeding and back on the floor. Or even better—bring her downstairs so I can watch and work at the same time.”
“I’ll move the coffee table for her,” Topher adds. I smile in thanks, and he and Alex leave. Seb kicks Ben, who groans and stretches out on the floor.
“You’re a dick,” Ben snaps.
“No fighting or you’re both being kicked out,” I warn, and Ben scowls but jumps up to come sit on the bed with me.
“What other things do you think she’ll start doing? She’s been a potato for the last seven weeks, just mooching about when she’s in her human form. I’m excited for her to start doing interesting things.”
Seb growls, and I glower at Ben. “Do not call my daughter a potato.”
“I thought I was her dad. Why can’t I call her cute names?” He pouts. “And she’s a really cute potato.”
“Dad or not, you’ll lose your tongue if you call her a potato again,” I say, shielding her ears. “In fact, you’ll lose it even if you use the word potato in a sentence with her name again.”
Ben nods thoughtfully. “But what if I’m asking if she wants some potato waffles or a jacket potato? Am I just meant to let her starve?”
I turn to Seb. “Get him out of here or you can cut his tongue out for me. Your choice.”
