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“Did she give you a good burp?”
“I can’t tell. She mostly is chomping on this little hand.”
I laughed and brushed my knuckle over her chubby cheek. Suddenly, a bubble fluttered out of her mouth and Mason’s eyebrows soared up.
“There it is.” I gently slipped my hand under his. “Now she’ll take that nap.”
“Got her?”
“I got her, Ace.” I transferred her to my chest and cuddled her up against my neck. I was getting pretty good at this. At least when she was sleeping. Sometimes I pissed her off when she didn’t get her food fast enough. Or I didn’t clean her ass in ten seconds or less.
My little girl liked to be tidy.
I rounded my bed and set her in her bassinet. She stretched out and her arms flailed for a moment. I waited. After hours of watching her, I was beginning to know what she needed.
Just beginning.
But her fist curled against her hair, then eased as she settled into slumber.
“Hallelujah. She decided to show off for you.”
“This is showing off?” He walked around my bed to stand beside me.
“Yep. It’s a fifty-fifty shot whether she fights sleep or lets herself chill out.” I straightened her onesie out so it wouldn’t chafe the inside of her legs.
Her little tongue curled from her lips as she sucked at the air.
“Is she still hungry?”
I glanced up at him. “Pretty sure she’s always hungry.” My stomach growled. “Just like her mama.”
“Oh, I actually brought you food.”
I grinned up at him. “Did you now? Tell me it’s something terrible for me.”
“Salad and chicken.”
I wrinkled my nose. I’d given up on being a vegan or vegetarian when the plus sign landed on that plastic stick.
“And mac and cheese with pulled pork.”
“Now we’re talking.”
He laughed softly. “Are you really okay?”
“Tired. So, tired. But I’m good.” I realized I was leaning against him. “Sorry. I guess I’m even more tired than I thought.”
“How about some delicious carbs?”
“Now that sounds perfect.” I slipped away from him and walked ahead, glancing back at my daughter one last time before I checked my pocket for the monitor and switched the volume back up.
Mason followed me.
“Sorry, I just kinda dragged you into my room.” Way to be a professional. “Blame the baby brain. And when that little girl wants to eat, there’s no stopping her.”
“No worries.” He moved to the table for the bag.
Kitty popped off the couch. “I really wanted to open that bag. It smells amazing. Even if it’s not a Big Mac.”
