Damon raised an eyebrow at her, those puppy-dog eyes almost too pitiful to bear. And he felt a twinge of

annoyance stirring within him.

Sure, she’d begged him before, but it wasn’t a common occurrence. And now, here she was, acting like this for the

kids, stitches fresh and all, but still laying it on thick.

Not cool.

“Damon,..”

Here we go again.

Damon couldn’t take it, not really. Lips pursed, he glanced at the nurse standing by. The nurse, with a knowing

smile, nodded and slipped out of the room.d2

Chloe’s face lit up with anticipation. She grabbed Damon’s hand, barely able to contain herself, “Do the babies look

like you, or is there a little of me in them?”

Damon sat back down, silent for a heartbeat, before saying, “The doc says they’re beautiful, so they’ve gotta take

after you.”

Chloe blinked, peering intently at him for a long moment.

Damon turned to grab a cup of water from the insulated jug on the nightstand.

“You don’t think they all look like me, do you? Damon, you didn’t…”

“Water?” Damon cut her off, taking a sip from the cup.

Chloe paused, shook her head slightly, but then his hand cupped her chin, and his lips were upon hers.

Water flowed gently from his mouth into hers. She startled, but resigned to swallow the water bit by bit. After the

last drop, Damon lingered, savouring a deep kiss, reluctant to part.

Chloe’s cheeks, still a bit pale, flushed with the warmth of his affection.

As the kiss ended, Damon rested his forehead against hers, whispering, “Thank you.”

Chloe’s lips curled into a slight smile, “Nothing beats the joy of having them.”

at her lips, a clear sign of his pouty jealousy. Chloe winced softly, her

His voice was low and possessive, laced with a hint of threat and

every subtle shift in emotion, and

response, allowed a smile to touch his eyebrows.

I. So

to form on

a stir outside the door. Chloe spun around, eyes

aside.

and Yasmine, each cradling a newborn, walked in, their faces aglow with

was broader than any

get up, Yasmine’s brows furrowed, and she

bed.

moment, Yasmine looked back at the baby in her arms, her lips curving into

bedside.

arms and then laid him next to Chloe. “Here’s your son. See,

just like Damon?”

her long-awaited babies right there in her arms,

instantly, remembering the photos Elizabeth had shown of Damon and Nathan as

does.” Her voice

the moment, felt her

placed her baby

here’s your daughter. Look at those eyes, she’s got

two tiny faces before her, her eyes darting

world,

as if by instinct,

against Chloe’s chest. Though his touch was light,

that this mischievous little guy

babies were

that little hand was more profound than

the tiny fist, afraid even a single finger could cause

fixed on her, a perfect mirror

How wonderful…

baby girl beside him began to fuss, her little hands and feet

and the baby soon settled

lives was a revelation, a moment of wonder and

undeniable, serving as a ceaseless source of awe and

before she finally looked over at Damon. “Aren’t you going

at your babies, Daddy

a mix of accusation and disbelief, “I know

even glanced at your own son and daughter since they were

babies yet. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have made that remark

beautiful and therefore resembling

kids couldn’t possibly look like him

form, skimming past the bundled-up blankets in

faces, he hadn’t really saw

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