Ryan followed Rain into the daycare, carrying Christopher in his arms and glancing around curiously. "So, how are you going to work and take care of my little dude here?"
Rain rolled her eyes at this, set her diaper bag and purse into a closet, and then sighed. "I think I can handle it, Ry. It's not like we have wild parties and drink margaritas all day."
"All of that, all kinds of yes," Layla cheered from where she stood at the front of the room, disinfecting countertops because she was anal-retentive about cleanliness. She set her paper towels aside and approached the couple then, and smirked. "Let me guess: this one is a super-cautious, overprotective dad-type?"
"Sometimes I like to pretend I don't know him," Rain grinned as she took the tiny pup from her mate and clutched him to her chest. "But I guess, in the long run, he's kind of tolerable!"
Ryan shook his head slowly and smirked. "Very fucking nice! Who was the one that had to clean the gigantic air-horn this morning?"
Layla raised an eyebrow and Rain giggled. "My breast pump."
"Ah," Layla nodded and then snorted loudly.
Ryan sighed. "Am I being overbearing? Seriously?"
Rain held up her left hand and gestured with her thumb and pointer finger. "Just a little, babe, but it comes from a good place."
"Fuck," Ryan shrugged. "I'm just on edge, okay? I'm exhausted from Christopher keeping us up at night, I'm worried about you. At work, I'm training Vinny and there's been some rumors going around the grapevine that have my feathers a little ruffled."
"What kind of rumors?" Layla called over her shoulder as she wiped the round table.
"It's nothing," Ryan waved it off. "I'm just tired."
"I love you," Rain beamed brilliantly as she pressed a delicate kiss to his bearded right cheek. "We both love you very much and think that you are doing a great job as a daddy. Now go sneak in a nap while you can and stop worrying so much!"
He gave his mate a tight hug – careful not to hurt their pup – and then waved goodbye to Layla. As he was stepping out the front door, Rain wiggled a finger at him and giggled. "And you're the world's sexiest daddy, too!"
"VOMIT!" Layla shrieked in the background.
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White Lightning
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