Because You're Mine (COMPLETED)

Chapter 83: Kevin

I watch as Kirstie and Mitch oogle over the baby.

Man.

When I say that night was the scariest in my life, I mean it. I almost lost both Mitch and the baby that night. The moment Mitch flat-lined, I felt more panic in me than I ever had in my life. It hasn't even been a week yet and I'm still reliving that moment.

Anyway, as I was saying, I watch as the two Omegas play with Addalin. She looks so much like Mitch, it's scary. And for a baby that's only a few days old, her development is miraculous.

I watch as mitch stands up and walks over to me, baby in hand. "Here." He says as he hands me his child and sits next to me.

"Oh! Thank you." I'm slightly confused. "Why all the sudden your letting me hold her? Not that I'm complaining or anything."

He shrugs. "I don't know. Something Scott said made me realize how irrational I'm being. Plus, you delivered her and saved my life. Thanks for that, by the way." He chuckled and patted my shoulder.

"I mean...." I say with a cheesy grin. "It was the least I could do."

He makes a face. "Oh, well I'll just take my baby back." He reaches.

I scott over quickly. "Hey, now. Uncle Kevin needs some cuddle time too." I look down at her. "See, she loves me."

"Actually, that face means she needs changed. But I assume, since you're uncle, that you want to help out." He reaches and grabs the diaper bag from the stroller and places it next to me. He gives me a huge smile. "Have fun." He gets up and walks off.

I sit there and just think. What...just happened? Did I just get put on baby duty? Mitch!

I look at the baby. "If you're anything like you mother, I might actually cry." She makes a sound, followed by a very slobbery raspberry. "Well." She had spit on me. "Thank you for that." She giggles again and smiles.

I pull out her blanket from the bag and lay her down on it. Once I get her onesie and diaper undone, I fear the worst as I open it to take it off of her. I almost throw up. "Holy Mother of Mary, Addalin! What is in that formula?" I groan and quickly wipe her up and dispose of the diaper.

I button up her onesie, fix the headband that has a green bow and hold her up. "Gosh, I'm holding an actual miracle in my arms." I smile at her until suddenly something hot hits my face. With closed eyes set her down and try and find something to wipe my face. "Thank you. I love having you spit-up all over me. As if your diaper wasn't enough." I chuckle as I grab the baby wipes to wipe off the excess throw up off my face.

I eventually see Mitch walking back over with Kirstie beside him. He sees the spots on my shirt and I can tell her trying so hard not to laugh at me. "She didn't." He snickered, holding a hand to his mouth. I make a face. "Oh! I'm so sorry." He laughs again. He tries, and fails, to speak for several seconds. He swallows. "I'm sorry. I was just waiting to see who'd be the first one!" He doubles over laughing again.

"Ha ha, very funny, Mitchell. You won't be laughing when it happens to you." I chuckle.

He laughs again. "Oh, hunny. I pushed her out of me. I think I can handle her throwing up on me."

"On your face?"

"Pfffft. I've had worse things on my face." He picks up Addalin and kisses her cheek.

I cringe. "Thanks for the image, Mitch. Really needed that." I say sarcastically.

He giggles. "You're welcome." He bounces the baby until both of us are hit with an impossibly strong scent of anger. And not just anger, its more pure rage.