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"Cover his eyes or something, knowing him, he'll yank the drawer open and grab one again." I teased, tossing a tablecloth over his head as I put the daggers, knives, and swords away, pulling it off once I was done. |
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Kayla spun the baby around happily, making him giggle |
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I smiled, watching the two and chuckling at his laughter. |
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Malakai waddled over to me, still unsteady on his feet yet making it a yard or two before faling, getting back up. "That's it, bub." |
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Kayla grinned and watched |
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I picked him up, expression looking like I was about to be sick as I stood abrubtly, heading for the door. "Will never, ever, get used to the smell of a dirty diaper."
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Kayla laughed and got up. "I can do it babe" |
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"If you insist," I murmured, offering the boy to her as he grinned. |
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She smirked and changed Malakai's diaper |
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