Chapter 93

Blake's POV

It was the weekend and somehow Brielle and I got roped into staying with Romi. Kyle and Morgan needed a little break so they were going out for movies and whatever. And we got stuck babysitting. I was coerced into this, but Brielle was excited about it. Right now, she is playing with Romi and making funny faces at her. They were both having a blast, and I had forgotten. It's been an hour since Kyle abs Morgan left. They won't be back anytime soon.

I sighed and laid on the bed looking at the ceiling. There was something importi9ant I had to tell Brielle. I have been putting it off for a while because I was waiting for her to graduate, but it seems that we are pressed for time. I didn't want to bring it up like this, but I have to.

While I was still thinking, a weight was put on my chest. Little Romi was on my chest. I was taken aback for a moment. I didn't move an inch. To tell the truth, I have never carried Romi. I was content with looking at her. I don't know, I have never carried a baby before, and I was afraid that I would end up squeezing her too hard or just dropping her. I just got nervous about having such a tiny delicate thing in my arms.

Now she was on my chest staring at me with big eyes, probably wondering who I might be.

Brielle appeared above me with the brightest smile you have ever seen on her.

" Romi wants to play with you too. Come on now, make a face at her. I have been doing it for so long my face hurts now," Brielle complained, pouting.

" What? What face? I don't know how to make funny faces. I'm sure I'll just end up making her cry."

" No way. Anyone can make a face. Just do it or else she'll cry about being bored."

Oh! Great. Now I am stuck. I can't believe she pulled this on me.

" No fair. This is an ambush," I whined.

" Pick her up, so I can get up."

She picked up Romi and I sat on the bed. Quickly, she put her back in my arms. For the first time, she was in my arms. I froze. I didn't know what to do.

Brielle touched my arm.

" Relax. You are not going to hurt her."

She knew. Of course. She must have noticed that I had never carried her.

I gulped and propelled my arms properly, raising her up and down. She was so light. My actions made her giggle, and it made me smile as well. It wasn't so bad after all. I was handling it so well.

" See that. You not only managed to hold her, but you even made her laugh," Brielle says, clapping her hands happily like a kid.

"Thank you for getting me through this. That helped a lot."

" That is great because that is not just the end of it. I think she needs a diaper change, and we need to make the bottle and then give her a bath and then tuck her in to sleep."

I looked at her as if she was crazy. How were we supposed to do all that?

" Don't look at me like that. It's time to get to work. Morgan left me clear instructions, so I'm sure that we can handle this."

Brielle was too confident for my liking. I mean, I am sure it's her first time with a child as well. Brielle got up and went over the dresser to pick up the paper she had put there.

" This," she waved the paper around," I'd the list of instructions we must follow."

She left me with Romi and went to make the bottle. I gently placed her on the bed and got up to stretch my limbs. She didn't make a fuss and just laid there making baby noises. She was growing up quickly. She can only babble now, but it's only a matter of time before she is up and running.

Too bad she will have to wait a lot longer before she gets a friend to play with. She will be a good big sister to those who have come before. I heard a farting sound and I knew that could only mean one thing. Oh jeez. She really did it.

I went to her and picked her up. I tried to be as gentle as I could, holding her up to my face. I sniffed her button and it was the most unpleasant mistake I made. The smell was too strong for my senses. Nope. I put her down and moved away. I won't be able to change her diaper. Besides, she is a girl. I should change her. Only her father is allowed to see her. God knows I wouldn't let them near a little girl.

So now it's up to Brielle to do everything. I can handle tucking the kid in. Yes, that is all I can do. That just made me realize that having a daughter is going to be quite a handful, although I would very much love a Minnie and cute Brielle.

I hovered over Romi, who kept playing with herself. I guess her dump hasn't started bothering her and I hope that it doesn't until Brielle comes back.

" Sorry kid. I hope you can bear it for a little longer," I said to myself more than her.

I smiled at her and made a silly face to make her laugh and it worked. I must admit, she has been a good kid. Kyle and Morgan are lucky to have her. If only they knew.