These men are big, walking teases. I don’t want to rush things, but Jake and I are going to have to take that step soon, because I’m not sure how long I’m going to be able to keep my hands, mouth, and pussy to myself.
Chapter 18
Savannah
The haunting soundsof a baby crying has me jolting awake. Sitting up in bed, I place my hand on my chest as my heart thunders against my ribcage.
Sweat beads down my forehead as my mind and eyes adjust to my surroundings.
It was just a nightmare. It wasn’t real.
But fucking hell did it ever feel like it was.
Rustling from the corner of the room catches my attention. Carefully, I climb out of bed, trying not to wake the sleeping men and make my way over to the bassinet.
Athena is awake, her little eyes open as she looks up at me. Her face scrunches, like she’s about to let out a cry of distress. I can’t handle that right now, the sound would eat away at my heart, so I scoop her up in my arms.
She’s probably hungry, maybe needs a diaper change. Not wanting to wake the guys up, I take her downstairs.
“You don’t smell stinky,” I tell her as I lay her down on the changing table. “But you feel a bit wet.”
She just looks up at me, sucking on her hand. She’s so small.
I’ve never changed a diaper in my life, so I hope I’m doing it right. She doesn’t put up a fight and is such a good baby as I get her clean diaper on and back in her onesie.
“Let’s go get you something to eat, huh?” I cradle her back in my arms and head to the kitchen. It takes me a minute to find the formula and her bottles.
Once I do, I read the instructions on the can of formula and make her a bottle.
Athena starts to cry, letting me know she’s tired of waiting. Testing the bottle on my wrist, I deem it not too hot and bring her to the nursery.
Getting comfy in the rocking chair, I snuggle her close and start to feed her.
I’m unable to look away from her as I rock her softly. She makes these little sucking sounds as she eats and my heart clenches as her little lashes flutter against her chubby cheeks.
Emotion clogs my throat. How can my heart feel so full yet be breaking at the same time?