Page 11 of Not A Chance


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“Really? That would be so cool.” Mercedes hands Tyler over to my brother, who has a terrified look on his face. “Can we go now?”

Cassandra looks torn between laughing and ripping her son out of my brother’s big hands. I don’t have the same problem. Dana and I both burst out laughing before a flash goes off.

“What the hell, Dana?” Alistair grumbles.

“Your mom’s gonna get a kick out of your face,” she chuckles. “Have you never held a baby?”

Alistair frowns, thinking. “The last time was when Damien was this small.”

“Damien?” Cassandra asks.

“Our youngest brother,” I explain with a snicker. “He just turned nineteen, so it’s been a long time.”

“Wow. It’s been a while,” she teases my brother and I swear the tips of his ears turn red.

“Can we go already?” Mercedes cuts in, hopping from one foot to the other.

“She’ll never let you have a moment of peace,” I chuckle. “Go on, I’ve got Tyler.”

Cassandra raises a brow questioningly. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah, how hard can it be?”

This is something I have to learn to do on my own if I want them both to be part of my life. Why not start now?

***

Famous last words.

Me and my big fucking mouth. Cassandra isn’t gone all of five minutes before all hell breaks loose. Tyler goes from a smiling laughing little boy to a little screaming demon dressed in baby blue. It doesn’t help that between the three of us, not a single one knows anything about babies.

Dana searches the bag Cassandra left for a bottle but Tyler just spits it out. His diaper isn’t wet or dirty and no amount of swaying and cooing seems to do anything. Suddenly, I comprehended why Cassandra was so overwhelmed. I don’t know what’s wrong and he’s too small to tell me. I feel impotent and incapable.

“This worked the last time,” I mumble as I hold him against my chest.

Dana looks disbelieving and Alistair keeps looking at his phone.

“Should I call them?” he asks.

“No!” Dana and I shout in unison.

“We can’t admit defeat so easily,” Dana says with a frown. Tyler is still crying, his fists are clenched and his little face is red. “Is that exactly what you did the last time?”

“I wasn’t wearing a shirt.”

“I’ll table that for later.” She takes Tyler from me, lightly patting his back. “Time to strip, bitch.”

I don’t think this will work but I’m running low on options. So I whip my t-shirt off and hand it to my brother. Taking Tyler back, I cradle him against my chest and sway a bit. It’s almost instant, the change in him. He stops screaming, staring up at me. Every couple of seconds he hiccups but I hope that will calm down soon.

“What the hell?” Alistair whispers, leaning over to look at the baby I’m cradling.

“I saw it on TV once,” Dana says. “Skin-on-skin contact lets them feel connected.”

“Wow.” Alistair and I say in unison.

The word is a reverent whisper that falls from my lips. This kid already has me wrapped around his little finger. I thought I was falling for his mother but it seems I have been falling for them both.

Chapter Nine

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