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.”

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

low and possessive, laced with a

his every subtle shift in emotion,

by her response, allowed a smile to

yours, and so am I. So I should love you all together,

smile that had just begun to form on Damon’s face quickly

Chloe spun around, eyes darting to

aside.

a newborn, walked in, their faces aglow

than any

and she shot a

bed.

back at the baby in her arms, her lips curving into a smile as

bedside.

gently rocked the baby in her arms and then laid him next to Chloe. “Here’s your son. See,

just like Damon?”

her arms, her eyes brimming with

resemblance instantly, remembering the photos Elizabeth

He does.” Her voice quivered

her nose

baby next to the

here’s your daughter. Look at those eyes,

nodded, gazing adoringly at the two tiny faces before her, her

to mommy’s world, my

opened his eyes, and as if by instinct, turned his head

Chloe’s

that this mischievous little guy was the smaller of the two. The impression

babies were

little hand was more profound than

even a single finger could cause harm. After a tender kiss,

on her, a perfect

How wonderful…

him began to fuss, her little

her, and the baby soon

from these new lives was a revelation, a moment of wonder and delight. The

Chloe and her infants was undeniable, serving as a ceaseless source

smile gracing her lips, before she finally

at your babies,

mix of accusation and disbelief, “I know you’re

son and daughter since they

hadn’t seen the babies yet. Otherwise, he

beautiful and therefore resembling

he knew himself, to think that the kids

form, skimming past the bundled-up blankets in which twin

faces, he hadn’t really saw

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