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A strange odor hit me, making me gag. Standing, I turned to see Rory holding Presley while she plugged her nose.
“You have a problem.”
I swallowed hard. “Me? I have a problem?”
The odor grew as she stepped closer. “Yep. Your niece went potty in her diaper and she needs Uncle Finn to change it.”
Oh holy hell.
Taking a step back, I held up my hands. “No. I didn’t sign up for this. You did!”
Chapter 43
Rory
Baby talk and broken hearts
A look of pure horror washed over Finn’s face as he took a few steps back. I didn’t want to tell him, but his eyes were starting to swell and turn black.
I forced myself not
to gag as I held the stinky baby. “Take her. You woke her up.”
Finn’s mouth gaped open. “Me? It was that evil bastard dog that woke her up.”
“He wouldn’t have barked had he not gotten jealous we were on the floor playing.”
“?‘Playing’? Rory, we were making love…or at least trying to.”
I shrugged and stepped closer to him, pinning him against the fireplace wall. Presley cried louder, and I had no idea what to do. I’d never changed a diaper. “You’ve changed her before. You know what to do.”
He shook his head as fear washed over his face. “No I haven’t. Not once.”
Oh. Shit.
I was pretty sure that now I was the one with a fearful look on my face. “Finn, what are we going to do? I’ve never changed a diaper. I don’t even know where they keep them!”
“The bedroom!” Finn shouted as he somehow ducked around me and ran up the stairs.
“You jerk!” I cried out. Presley was now in a full-on scream and sucking in air. I held her closer to me to comfort her, and when she stopped crying, I couldn’t help but smile.
I’ve totally got this.
“I got her to stop crying,” I stated as I made my way up the stairs. I made a mental note to learn this stuff before I ever had kids.
Walking into the nursery, I watched as Finn ran from one side of the room to the other. Finally he said, “Okay! Here are the diapers. I’ve seen Harmony use these when there’s been number two.”
I lifted my brows. “?‘Number two’?”
He shot me a dirty look, then a shocked one. “Hey, she stopped crying.”
With a wide, confident grin, I responded, “I know. I tucked her close to me and she instantly settled.”
Finn returned my smile. “You’re a natural, Éan.”
Presley picked that minute to start crying again.
“Dang it! Let’s put her on the changing table,” I said as I carefully laid her on it. I took off her little one-piece pink pajamas and stared at the diaper.
