g...to be honest, I was just thinking of crashing into bed and s

hand to unlock the door to the apartment, pushing the door op

ollege, when I see no indication of her

the cot I always had in the corner of the livin

rt nod. Crossing over to the kitchen, I grab some of the baby

things I just bought. Diapers, formula milk, baby bottles, pacifiers, teeth

es," I begin, looking over to Mr Holt but

softly on the couch, his mouth slightly open, one of his s

my bedroom to retrieve the spare blankets I keep. I wrap one of

nd Mr Hot stirs, rushing over to the baby

gin to droop once more, grabbing a bottle and placing it in the desensitiser for j

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heard and a groan. Groggily getting out of bed, my work clothes from yesterday crum

n umbrella and with the other, she points at Mr Holt who is ly

r Holt up with the arm I"m not holding on to the ba

mbles, gripping the umbrella.

a thin line," Still ag

gnoring his comment, raising the umbrella. "It"s been almos

to make the baby a new bottle of milk. I lost count of the number of tim

ter, waking up, the baby looks to me with his big brown orbs, op

decides, announcing his pres

through my sleepy state. "I was gla

he job," he cuts me off. "Lucifer reco

oment as I recall what he said to me in my office yesterd

states as a matter of factly. "And I wo

give in for I am not the kind of pers

missing a beat. "I"ll have a car come pick you up and

his conversation

an afterthought. "I"ll leave the ch

Wait...M

iding on his shoes and before I can catch up, moving

sed to pack with a baby to t

uming redhead in the living room. Yup, I"ll just explain eve

n is on t

onths from your divorce a

ealisation dawns..