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Adam noticed immediately and hopped up to take him from me, then kiss my forehead.

“Go to sleep, princess. I’ve got him.”

“You don’t have to—”

“It’s the least I can do. I’ve kept you up all night, and you already operate on too little sleep. Little man and I came to an understanding the other morning.”

I wanted to argue, but between the orgasms and my comfy, warm bed, I didn’t have it in me.

So I moved the throw pillows and sunk back under the covers with a satisfied smile.

I did manage to have enough manners to murmur, “Thank you,” before dozing off.

Chapter Twenty-Six

Adam

I pulled a burp cloth from a drawer in the changing table I’d seen Lainey take one from, then threw it over my bare shoulder—skin was so much easier to clean than a shirt—and sat down in the chair in the nursery.

Conor was fed and content while nestled against me as I patted his back. I took it as a good sign that when he finally burped, he didn’t spit up all over me.

I could have laid him back in his crib after changing his diaper, but I wanted to hold him a little while longer, so I sat back in the glider and talked softly to him.

He made sweet baby noises in return as he settled against my chest. I found myself kissing his silky red baby hair while promising to always protect him and his mom.

Brian may have the godfather title, but I already loved the little dude more than I’d ever thought possible.

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I felt a hand on my shoulder the same time I heard Lainey softly whisper, “I need to feed Conor.”

My eyes opened to find Lainey standing before me wearing a pink, fuzzy robe.

“Aw, go back to bed, baby. Let him sleep a little longer.”

She shook her head. “He’s already slept an hour longer than he normally does. I need to keep him on a feeding schedule so he’s not hungry in the middle of the morning rush at the bakery.”

Yeah, that made sense.

I nodded and transferred Conor to her waiting arms, then stood to vacate the glider. As if sensing his mom’s presence, the baby woke immediately and started to fuss. Lainey sat anddiscreetly exposed her breast, which her son latched to without hesitation.

The protective feelings I’d had last night reemerged as I watched mother and son in the light of the early morning. This no longer had anything to do with Shawn.

“Maybe we could try a bottle today.”

She looked up at me with a soft smile. “We?”

“Yeah,we.”

“I thought we decided to keep this a secret?”

Secret was such a strong word. But, I had to admit, that’s exactly what this had to be. For now. Although I couldn’t imagine a time when it could be out in the open.

“I don’t think we need to advertise that we’re sleeping together, but that’s completely separate from helping you with the baby.”

Lainey glanced down at Conor. To my surprise, she didn’t argue, just murmured, “Okay. I’ll have to find the breast pump I got at my baby shower and read the instructions.”

I felt a salacious grin form on my face.

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