CHAPTER 42 – Liam

I rolled over and felt Bri’s warm breasts against my chest. She moaned softly, “Is it feeding time already?” I smiled in the darkness. Our son had a very healthy appetite. And I couldn’t say that I blamed him. I loved his mom’s breasts as much as he did. “Not yet sweetheart,” I said as I pulled her into my chest. I heard her contented sigh, “For a baby that started at four pounds, Justin has certainly made up for lost time.” I couldn’t help my smile, “Eighteen pounds...