PART TWO OF THE SERPENT
✥The Rich Girl & Her Bodyguard ✥
She had first told me she loved me at 11:20 as my fingers were busy getting soaked by her. Those pretty coloured eyes begged a man who couldn't love to love her just as hard. Her rosy flushed...
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❦Blaise❦ I heard my daughter's soft cries and rubbed my eyes to glance over the clock for a second as I pulled my sheets off of myself. It was 2 in the morning and Octavio was softly snoring beside me, no doubt tired from taking care of Kat while I caught up on some sleep during the day. Our daughter was pretty good about sleeping through most of the night, only waking up when she was hungry or needed to be changed, but for the past few days she has been waking up way more often than she did so it was fair to say sleep was a blessing.
I grabbed my robe from the back of our bedroom door and quietly made my way over to our daughter's nursery where you could hear her soft yet bold cries of anger. She definitely was like father on that, always knowing how to be heard.
I opened the door to her nursery before turning on the night lamp. Her tiny form was trying to push out of her swaddle, almost as if she wanted to show how angry she was with her tiny fists.
I smiled and made my way over to the crib, where I found her cute face all red from no doubt from all the crying. "Oh my sweet little Katerina, what's got you so upset sweetheart?"
I removed her from her swaddle wrap before picking her up in my arms, her cries softening. "You're hungry, aren't you?" I cooed at her as I made my way over to the rocking chair in the corner and got comfortable with her in my arms.
I pulled my robe to the side and unbuttoned my night dress before feeding her. And she instantly stopped her quiet whimpers as she latched on hungrily and watched me with her glassy green eyes. The tears still swimming in her beautiful eyes that were just like her father's.
Smoothing her light brown hair, I watched her with a gentle smile and a heart full of love. How did I get this lucky, I ask this question to myself almost everyday. It's crazy how a little human that you grow inside of you literally becomes your whole entire existence. And Katerina Elizabeth Amor was the center of our whole world the moment she was born.
As I continued to watch her eat, her green eyes started to grow droopy and her mouth loosened her grip on my breast as she fell asleep. I continued to stroke her soft head until she fell asleep completely before pulling my robe over my chest again and wrapping the open swaddle around her.
A sigh left my mouth as I continued to rock in the chair, not wanting to move just yet. Kat made quiet sounds as she fell deeper into her sleep and I just watched her in complete awe.
"Was she crying?" I looked up to find Octavio standing at the door, with his curly hair disheveled from being longer than usual and a stubble growing on his face. I will never feed his ego and admit this out loud but being a dad suits him very well like very very well.
"Yeah, she was hungry." I replied, giving him a soft smile. He smiled back as he made his way over to us. Gently stroking Kat's cheek, he smiled even bigger in just as much awe with our daughter as me.
"She's so beautiful." He whispered as if in disbelief and I just hummed in response, still watching him. "Just like her mother." He added and I softly laughed.
"She is literally the exact copy of you Octavio. The only thing she may get from me is her hair."
"It's the prettiest hair ever though baby." I just shook my head with a smile before glancing down at Katerina who had no worries in the world now that she was fed. "Here let me put her down in the crib."
Octavio carefully picked her up in his arms and it was always funny to see how big he looked when holding our daughter. "God she's so tiny." He said, amused himself.
"Or you're just big." I added, laughing. He just looked even more amused at my comment and happy with himself before going over to the crib to place our daughter down. After he was done putting her down gently and kissing her forehead, he made his way back to me where I was still sitting in the rocking chair.
"Ready to go back to bed, love?" He extended his hand out towards me and I placed my much smaller one in his.
"We need to make like ten more of those?" He said, as he watched our daughter snore softly.
I laughed before shaking my head, "Yeah, I don't know about ten but we can definitely make more."
"I can't wait to make more babies with you and watch you grow them inside of you. And I can't to see you become a mom all over again because you look so beautiful being one. You know, I just can't wait for it all because gosh I'm so in love with you."
"You know, you would have so gotten laid if it weren't the fact we have to wait three more weeks because you sir are saying all the right things."
He chuckled as he pulled me into his arms and kissed me on my forehead. I closed my eyes as I just stood there content and in no rush to move. "Just know after those three weeks are over you better run because I need you all the time these days baby and I'm going to get you in my hands the moment I can." And this time it was my turn to laugh as I snuggled closer to his chest and knew there was not one place I would rather be than be with him.
