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.”

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

low and possessive, laced with

sense his every subtle shift in emotion,

allowed a smile to touch his eyebrows. But

are yours, and so am I. So I

just begun to form on Damon’s face

a stir outside the door. Chloe spun around,

aside.

Yasmine, each cradling a newborn, walked in, their faces

was broader than any Chloe could

to get up, Yasmine’s brows furrowed, and she shot a stern glance that rooted

bed.

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

bedside.

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

just like Damon?”

Chloe saw her long-awaited babies right there in her arms, her eyes

the resemblance instantly, remembering the photos Elizabeth had shown

Her

felt her nose tingle, “He has

placed her baby next to

here’s your daughter. Look at those

two tiny faces before her,

world,

as if by instinct, turned his head towards Chloe.

out from the swaddling and resting against Chloe’s chest. Though his

to believe that this mischievous little guy was the smaller of

babies were quite

the sensation of that little hand was

finger could cause harm.

stayed fixed on her, a perfect mirror of

How wonderful…

began to fuss, her little hands and feet stirring

and the baby

was a revelation, a moment of

was undeniable, serving as a ceaseless source of

her lips, before she finally looked

your

to him, as did Elizabeth, with a mix of accusation

haven’t even glanced at your own son and daughter since they

right. He hadn’t seen the babies yet. Otherwise,

being beautiful and therefore resembling

that the kids

form, skimming past the bundled-up

infants’ faces, he hadn’t really

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