Page 334 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus
It’s probably creepy to admit, but I’ve spent hours lately watching my girls sleep.
We get settled into the nest.
Melody does some cute-as-hell grumbling and whimpering that her pussy may never recover. I lie on my side facing her as she does the same. She whips out her breast, and Mallory seems to sense dinner is within reach.
I chuckle as she roots around until she finds Mel’s nipple.
Mallory’s tiny face shakes frantically as she attacks.
It’s precious.
I’m not quite sure how I lucked out, getting all I dreamed of and more. But I say my prayers every damn night in thanks.
Bonus Epilogue
Oliver
Bonus Epilogue
Mallory Eleven Weeks Old
“Want to tell me what you’re doing?” Mel asks, laughing behind her hand.
“We’re having tummy time.” I shove my glasses up as I study her beautiful smiling face. I roll, leaning my head on my hand to make it easier to see her.
“Yeah, I got that part,” Melody says, coming to sit cross-legged at my side. She stretches a hand over, running it down Mallory’s back.
It’s wild when I think too much about how fast she’s growing up.
“Oh, what are you confused about then?” I ask.
Mallory grunts, kicking and flailing her tiny arms. She turns her head to follow the sound of my voice, or perhaps she recognizes my face. She’s obviously a genius in the making. She’s not even three months old yet, and she’s already mastered most of the three-month milestones.
Okay, fine. She has around a sixty percent success rate with them, but I’m biased.
“What’s this?” Mel asks, running her fingers over the book I was reading Mallory. “The basics of quantum mechanics?”
I nod. “She’s going to need to know how atomic particles exist and interact with one another one day.”
Melody snorts, shaking her head. Long blondish-brown hair falls around her arms as she laughs. “Okay, so that’s absolutely adorable and kind of ridiculous.”
We all take turns with the kid books at night, but I’m ensuring she recognizes my voice.
“It’s good for boring her to sleep when she’s fussy. It knocked me out like nothing else when I was in college.” I laugh, Mallory gnaws on her little fist as she kicks.
“Looks like she’s hungry,” Mel says, nodding to Mallory.
“Here let me help you up.” I push myself up until I’m standing and offer Mel a hand. I pull her into my chest and lean down for a tender kiss. “I love you.” My cheek nuzzles hers.
“Love you too, Oli,” Mel says before bending down to pick up the baby. She heads over to the couch to nurse as I tidy up.
Once I’m done, I aim to grab her cup and fill it. Nursing makes Mel thirsty.
I mean she’s thirsty. All. The. Time.
I take the seat next to her and she immediately stops leaning against the arm of the couch to instead rest against my chest as she sucks at her straw.
The grunty little lady gobbles greedily, and I’m completely entranced by the show.
