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with Tyler though… I remember when Hassani and Dakarai were
     that little. Seems so long ago.
    He grinned as he shook his cock, re-dressed then made his way over to the twin black
     granite basin to wash his hands. He pumped the soft, liquid peppermint soap, lathered
     up and looked at himself in the mirror as he ran his fingers under the warm, relaxing
     water.
    He is a cute baby. I bet he will be smart, too, just like his old man…
    Saint could see right away the little sweetheart was an Angel Child. He had kindness
     in his dark brown eyes, just like his father. The baby was the real deal, not just
     a placebo, a sugar pill of good will. Donna had softened a bit since she’d given birth.
     The woman still acted a bit standoffish, but rudeness was no longer an accurate description,
     much to his amazement. Saint supposed it was her way of saying, ‘Thank you’ for the
     crucial health advice he’d given during her turbulent pregnancy, and for being there
     for Lawrence when his nerves had become frazzled and completely undone like ratty
     shoelaces. The baby’s heart rate had dropped dangerously low during his birth, and
     it took Saint and Jagger to calm the man down, physically force him to sit so they
     could talk some sense into him. Saint knew it would be okay, he’d felt it, but at
     times like that, there was no point in trying to be rational with a man who believed
     his child may die at any moment. He’d never seen Lawrence worried before, at least
     not to that level. He was always the one bringing others back to their core, centering
     them, but now, things had reversed, and it was the damndest thing to witness. Amazing
     how fatherhood changed men…
    He dried his hands and circumnavigated his way down the steps, his thoughts swaying
     from sex to work obligations and ideas for a much-needed vacation. As he drew closer,
     he could hear chatter and the air acquired a certain flavor. The scent of kindred
     spirits floated about, titillating his senses. He could smell his own kind, and the
     two vibrant souls were oh so wonderful…
    Lawrence and Tyler…
    The corners of his lips lifted as he hastened his pace, his feet beating the floor
     in rapid strides.
    “Heeeey.” He grabbed Lawrence by the shoulder, brought him in close and gave him several
     hearty pats along the back. “Good to see you, man.”
    “Good to see you, too. Uh…” Lawrence looked over his shoulder at the partially opened
     front door then back at Saint. “Donna will be in in a sec. She is finishing up a phone
     call and getting the baby bag out of the car,” Lawrence explained as he awkwardly
     switched the infant boy to his other arm. Saint shot a side-glance at Xenia who appeared
     to not have noticed anyone else in that room but Tyler. A sunny smile broke into her
     face, and her digits twitched like those of a vampire exposed to sunlight. The baby
     fever had been born within her yet once again, and no one mattered more in that instant
     than the little one in the diaper. Saint rolled his eyes, huffed and crossed his arms,
     all while simultaneously grinning. He had no idea how’d he’d gotten wrapped up with
     a woman that suffered from extreme infant mania.
    He’d been certain that after she’d received her heart’s desire, their daughter Isis,
     that blessing would squelch her cravings. She finally had the little girl she’d wanted
     from the very beginning. He wasn’t completely in error, for he knew what this was
     truly about. In fact, the birth of their third child had somewhat relieved her yearnings,
     but not when it came to other peoples’ children. The woman was insatiable. Her womb may have closed for business,
     but everyone elses’ became her playground. Who was he kidding? He actually found this
     attribute about her extremely beautiful. He didn’t mind playing second fiddle, for
     the woman couldn’t help it. She was maternal and nurturing, and shit, he found that
     fuckin’ sexy.
    “Um, I’ll