Chapter 94 - France

* * * Eve’s POV * * *

* * * Three Weeks Later * * *

The last three weeks have passed in a blur; sometimes, it feels like you will miss out on life if you blink. Becca and Damian have lost themselves in a sleep-deprived state, so we babysat for a few nights to allow them to sleep. I have no idea how they do it. The babies are not in sync at all; they take it in turns to wake and cry. Efficiently tag-teaming against us. But they’re so adorable and watching Max coo and sing to them hurts my ovaries. In a good way, of course.

There’s something so special about watching a big man dote upon babies that makes him instantly more attractive and desirable. Every time I watch him with the babies, I fall more in love with him and indescribably desire to have him. When Becca and Damian collect the babies, I pounce. At first, it had caught him by surprise, but once he realises how much I crave him after seeing him with them, he volunteers for more babysitting duties.

Our days have been spent sor