Chapter 65

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***Nicole's P.O.V.***

As soon as Michael and I had finished cleaning up the kitchen, Luke came in, holding Delilah, followed by Taylor who is holding Lucy.

Taylor looks pretty exhausted, leaning on Luke for support. When Luke closes the door, I offer to take Lucy from Taylor, who is now crying. Taylor happily obliges, handing her over. I walk slowly over to the couch, rocking Lucy back and forth in my arms. I sit down, and Lucy seems to quiet a little. I continue gently rocking her, until she calms down. She slightly opens her eyes, and I smile, softly touching her hand, which quickly wraps around my finger.

"How did you do that?" Taylor asks quietly from beside me.

"Do what?" I reply, looking up at her.

"You just... calmed her down like a pro. She loves you." Taylor says, with a tired smile.

"I had some practice with my brother when he was little." I say, and she laughs quietly.

"It just, it never works when I try. I don't think she likes me." Taylor says, looking down at Lucy.

"You just need some practice, that's all. Of course she likes you, you're her mother." I say reassuringly, carefully setting Lucy in Taylor's arms. She smiles at the beautiful tiny person in her arms.

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"Finally." Taylor says tiredly, sitting on the couch next to Michael, Luke and I.

"They're both asleep." She says again, leaning her head on Luke. Taylor almost immediately falls asleep.

"You guys should go out tomorrow. Catch a break." I suggest. Michael nods in agreement, and looks at Luke for approval.

"We can watch the kids, you guys need some time off." I add, and Luke nods.

"Maybe. I'll ask Taylor tomorrow." He says with a smile, picking up Taylor, and heading to their room.

"Thanks guys." He says before closing the door behind him.

"That was nice, but I don't have much experience with babies..." Michael says nervously.

"You don't have to, it's not that hard." I reassure him, but he still looks a bit unsure.

"I don't know, they're just so small and... breakable. I'm afraid I'll hurt them; I'm so clumsy." Michael says, looking down at his lap. I giggle a little.

"There's nothing to worry about. You'll be fine." I say, leaning my head on his shoulder.

{a/n}

Sorry for the late update and filler chapter... School has taken over once again. :/

Anyway thanks for reading!

-nicole

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