Chapter 35 - Clay

I should be more worried about what my sister is saying to Xenia and what’s taking them so long. And if Don hadn’t decided to distract me by handing Nik and Leo to me, I would be. But honestly, it’s hard to think about anything else when I’m holding them. Leo had stopped fussing and, like her brother, was currently drooling against my shoulder, fast asleep.

It reminded me of holding my cousins’ kids, especially Aiko and Saki, whom I held like this. Though they were smaller than my niece and nephew, the Nikolaidis gene wasn’t as strong as my cousins’ kids. I know most people would be worried about letting me hold something as delicate as a baby. Hell, my hand is bigger than most newborns’ heads. But being big doesn’t mean I’m not gentle.

“You’re good with them. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised at this point. They’ve always settled down in your arms since you first held them.” Don commented as he portioned out dinner to four plates.

“It’s a gift. Forrest called me the baby whisperer.”