Numb - Embry Call

3.10 | daddy daughter days |

Embry's P.O.V - finally

I know Aubree has been struggling; I hate myself for not being there for her in the past, and the moment I became her husband I vowed to never let her be alone again. Parenting means we raise our daughter together and so today I'm going to take Kinley out for the day. I sound like a sucky dad - I've never been alone with her, so the thought of me and an almost 7 month old baby being alone togehrer all day? It's terrifying. I'm not sure if I should say 'it's a good idea I've got the guys' but really they have less of an idea of what to do that me.

I leave Aubs in bed and smile as I go down to the nursery. Kinley stands in her crib grumbling, banging her bottle on the side of it. "Is that your way of saying you're hungry?" I coo as I pick her up, a big smile stretching across her face. I kiss her head and go to the kitchen where Aubree already set everything up like she usually does for herself: coffee capsule in the machine, Kins bowl and cheerios in a container beside it and hee bottle ready to be filled. Easy peasy!

I whistle as I sit her in her highchair and get to work, warming her milk as I put some cereal in the bowl and hand it to her. Her hands slam on the table and she grabs the bowl, making me laugh. "Damn you're like your uncle Jacob."

She giggles and grins cheekily as she eats, hugging the bottle to her with one hand as she eats with the other - I barely had chance to set it on the table. I roll my eyes playfully and write a note for Aubree, setting it on my pillow as I change into some clean shorts and a t-shirt. Once I'm ready I go back to the kitchen to see the bowl thrown across it, tiny cheerio hoops all across the floor. Kinley looks up at me as she drinks her bottle, her brown eyes innocent as she gazes at me.

"Not so easy peasy..." I mutter and brush them up. I pick her up. "God kid you stink." I pull a face as I carry her to the nursery, laying her down on the changing table. The moment I do she tries to roll away, fussing and crying every time I pull her back.

"C'mon Keke, you can't sit in a poopy diapy all day." I try and reason - wait, why am I trying to reason with a baby?

"Turn the mobile on." I hear Aubree mumble in a tired voice.

I look over my shoulder as I turn the giraffe mobile above Kin on, her eyes instantly fixating on the thing as she listens to the dings of the lullaby. "You should be asleep."

"You wouldn't survive if I stayed asleep." She rolls her eyes and wraps her arms around me.

Once I've taped the diaper in place I wrap one arm around her and use the other to pick Kinley up. "Not true. I fed her, changed myself and half changed her. Easy." I shrug.

She raises an eyebrow. "Oh ok big boy, I'm gonna turn my phone off today. No calling for help, no calling Alice or Rose or Esme. You will look after her all by yourself without adult supervision. If she comes back in perfect condition then I'll give you fifty bucks."

"Oh you're so on!" I laugh and shake her hand. So.On!

She smirks and leaves me be; I pick Kinley up and grab the diaper bag. "Bye momma!" I call as we leave. I strap her in her carseat and, as we drive to the beach, I let her listen to disney songs. Her favourite? The Tigger Song. She shrieks and claps as she bounces to the song, a smile on my lips. I imitate his laugh and she screams with joy; thats what makes my day worth it.

I park beside Quil's car and he instantly opens the door, unstrapping Kinley. "Hey angel!" He coos and I raise an eyebrow.

"How is it that a baby turns a bunch of wolves into cooing morons?" I mumble.

He rolls his eyes as I grab the diaper bag and lock the car, following him to the others where they're sat on the beach. "Nice bag by the way; the flowers and purple strap really bring out your eyes."