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“Yep.” Devon snorted, and I set my coffee mug down and went to him, kissing his head as I lifted him into my arms. “So, if you want to join us, let me know soon. Otherwise, I’m going to have to start the interview process and find a nanny to move in.”
She gnawed on her bottom lip. “I’ll consider it, Trevor.”
I sat on the other end of the couch with Devon, and she threw the cover back and got up. “I’ll get a bottle for him.”
I watched her pass me, letting my gaze drift down her attire. Damn, she looked so fucking cute in my clothes. So much so that something below the belt began to come to life.
I forced my attention off of Davina and back to Devon. “You want Aunt Davina to come live with us, don’t you?” I asked him.
He cooed softly as he reached for my face. I kissed his hand, and he grabbed my bottom lip, pulling it as he babbled.
“See, I knew you did,” I said once he’d let go of my mouth.
I glanced at Davina, and she was grinning as she prepared his bottle.
“Let’s get you changed, and then you can eat, big boy,” I said as I got off the couch. I gathered a diaper and wipes and laid him on the floor.
I had just pulled his diaper back when suddenly, I got sprayed in the face. “Oh, shit!” I grumbled as I pushed his diaper back down. “He just peed on me!”
Davina started laughing. “Did he really?”
“Yes, I took his diaper off, and he just let loose!” I tore my shirt over my head and used it to wipe my face. “Okay, little man, that was gross. Let’s not do that anymore.” I peaked under the diaper. “You done?”
Devon babbled, kicking his legs into the air as he tried to eat his hands. “Someone is hungry,” Davina said from above me.
“Yeah, well, can you feed him so I can wash up?”
“Yeah,” she replied with a chuckle. “I had heard that might happen. It’s a little more dangerous with boys since it points up.”
“No kidding. I never even thought about that.” I put his new diaper on him. “I need some clean clothes for him; he got his pj’s wet.”
Davina collected some from the container off to the side and handed them down. I made quick work of it and then handed him off to her. “If you had asked me a month ago if I could change a diaper and get a baby dressed, I would have laughed in your face.”
“Yeah, but you have it all figured out now.”
I glanced at her, my brow furrowed. “Not all, but I’m starting to figure it out. Like I had no idea that I was supposed to be feeding him more.”
“He’s a growing boy,” Davina said in a playful voice as she grinned down at Devon. “Aren’t you a growing boy?”
He babbled at her, and then she took a seat in the glider and gave him the bottle. One of his hands pushed up against the bottle. “Is he trying to hold it?”
“No, I don’t think so. I think he’s just now learning that he has hands that move, and he likes to touch things.”
I crossed my arms over my chest. “I thought you didn’t know anything about kids.”
She shrugged. “I get a daily email about baby stuff. I signed up when Devon was born. Tells me things he might be doing or things that might need attention. It’s how I knew he probably needed more food.”
“You need to give me that site,” I told her seriously.
“Give me your email, and I will,” she told me.
I went to wash my face and hands and then grabbed a new t-shirt while Devon ate. After collecting my coffee again, I told her my plans for the house, showing her pictures on my phone of the furniture I planned on getting for his room. We talked for a while about other plans I had for the house, and then Devon was finished eating.
“Man, did he finish six ounces that fast?”
“Yeah, he might almost be ready for seven, but I’d give it a couple of days.”
“He has a doctor’s appointment on Monday. I hope they can give me some more advice.”
