Criminal Love

70. Baby Chat

Delilah is 3 months and 3 weeks old. Yue said that she wanted the girl's name to start with a D as well, so both her kids would have the initials D.W.S.

Thanks to the grandchildren, Yue's father came around, especially with the newborn girl. He turned into goo when he saw his granddaughter for the first time. Sometimes little ones can achieve what no adult can.

Lala, as Damian calls her, is a mix of her grandmothers both physically and personality-wise - beautiful and calm but resilient. She has not given her parents any cause of distress because she barely cries. When she's hungry or needs to be changed, she whines and fusses, but nothing like Damian, who would wake the neighbors with loud shrieks, as if someone had been strangling him.

Knock knock.

"Come in," Dylan says while he finishes to put on his pajamas. "Hi, Rosa. Thanks for bringing Delilah. Is she awake?"

"Yes, she wants her food," the 50-year-old woman says in her Spanish accent, winking, and stays by the door to wait for Dylan to grab the baby.

Yue is still in the bathroom, getting ready for bed. Since Delilah has been sleeping in the nursery for a week now, and she adapted wonderfully to the change, Yue feeds her before going to sleep, and then when she wakes up in the middle of the night, someone on duty gives her a bottle of breast milk.

Dylan takes the little one in his arms and lovingly kisses her forehead. Delilah coos and begins to search for food, moving her head towards Dylan's chest.

"Oh, my baby, there's nothing there. Mine are completely useless! Your mom's, on the other hand..." Dylan focuses on Yue -who is walking to the bed with a smile on her face at the sight of her handsome husband holding their cute baby girl- and grins roguishly. "Well, your mom has two juicy and yummy food suppliers..." he whispers as he approaches Yue on the bed. He puts Delilah in her arms and Yue begins to nurse her right away. "Leave some for me..." he quips and kisses both girls on the head.

"You're hopeless!" Yue rebukes in fake indignation.

"Hopelessly in love with my sweet cookie!" Dylan teases and lies down on the other side of the bed.

When Delilah is full and satisfied, Yue hands her back to Dylan. "Burping duties. That's your department, daddy!" she mocks him, knowing he will most likely end up with spits of curdled milk on him.

"Anything for my baby," he sighs, pretending to enjoy the chore, and begins to walk up and down the room with Delilah perched on his shoulder.

"I'm gonna tell Lina..." Yue announces and waits for Dylan's reaction.

Dylan turns around and scoffs. "She's gonna think I'm some sort of Neanderthal dude for getting you pregnant again," he complains.

"It wasn't your fault... this time! It was an accident," Yue reassures him and Dylan shrugs.

"Whatever! Don't tell her all the embarrassing details though!" he warns.

"Ah hah..." she lies and her nose wrinkles, making Dylan scoff again.

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Note:

Hi everyone!

I've been so busy! I'm sorry for not updating sooner. 😣

This chat was the only update I was able to manage 😅 I hope you liked it. Baby 3 is on the way! 🤭

Take care!

Chaos.