The thin sound of a distressed infa

The thin sound of a distressed infant’s wail jerked Theresa from a restless sleep. She sat up and fought her way out of bed before groggily trudging to the nursery. When she got there she blinked up at the already-present Sandro who was cradling his crying daughter tenderly in his strong arms. He was wearing only a pair of boxers and held the tiny baby up against his strong, naked chest. He was crooning gently to her and Theresa was transfixed by the sweet picture they presented.
He looked up suddenly and saw her standing in the doorway. His hair was messy and standing up in spikes.
“Hey,” he smiled over at her. “I was hoping you’d sleep through this. You looked exhausted earlier. I don’t think she’s hungry. Just cranky, I think her wet nappy woke her up. I changed her and she’s all dry and comfy now but she hasn’t worked the bad mood out of her system yet,” Theresa walked over to them and peered over one bulging bicep into Lily’s scrunched up little face and smiled in amusement.
“Very cranky,” she leaned over to drop a kiss on the baby’s damp forehead and felt Sandro tense when her cheek brushed against his chest in the process. They both paused awkwardly before Theresa cleared her throat and stepped back. She dropped into the padded rocking chair and tucked her feet up beneath her and watched as Sandro continued to pace and gently talking to the crying baby.
He eventually sank down into the second rocking chair beside Theresa’s, while continuing to soothe the baby. Lily’s wailing eventually decreased down to a few sad sniffles before she dropped back to sleep. Theresa looked over and smiled when she realised that Sandro had fallen asleep too. Lily was firmly anchored to his chest and held in place with a broad hand on her tiny back.
She looked from the man to the infant and smiled at the similarities between them. Lily had his mouth and something about the set of her brow was one hundred per cent Sandro. Theresa got up quietly and went over to pick the baby up. Sandro’s brow furrowed when she tried to move his hand and instead tightened his grip slightly.
“Sandro,” she whispered. “Let me put her to bed.” His eyes fluttered open and he smiled when he saw her leaning over him.
“Theresa,” he murmured and in that unguarded moment, Theresa saw a depth of emotion in his liquid brown eyes that she couldn’t quite fathom. She blinked and in that split second he came fully awake and his eyes shifted back to neutral and slightly distant. Theresa wasn’t sure if she’d imagined the intensity of the emotion or not. He relinquished his hold on Lily and ducked his head to drop a loving kiss on top of her downy soft black hair.
Theresa was aware of him getting up and following her to the crib. He stood directly behind her and watched over her shoulder as she put the infant to bed. Theresa was intensely aware of him and of the fact that all that stood between them and total nudity was her nightgown and his boxers.
“She has your nose,” he whispered into her ear and she jumped, surprised and disturbed to feel his hot breath on her skin.
“Do you think so?” She asked casually. “I can’t tell.”
“It’s an unmistakable nose…” his hand came to rest on her shoulder and she tensed at the feeling of his warm hand on her bare skin. Her breathing went shallow. His hand swept down her shoulder in a gesture that couldn’t be mistaken for anything other than a caress and shackled her upper arm loosely, he brought his other hand up to grip her free arm in a similar fashion. He gently dragged her back until she was leaning against his hot, hard chest and he released his grip with a rumble of satisfaction. His strong arms encircled her waist and he simply held her as they both watched their sleeping baby.

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The thin sound of a distressed infant’s wail jerked Theresa from a restless sleep. She sat up and fought her way out of bed before groggily trudging to the nursery. When she got there she blinked up at the already-present Sandro who was cradling his crying daughter tenderly in his strong arms. He was wearing only a pair of boxers and held the tiny baby up against his strong, naked chest. He was crooning gently to her and Theresa was transfixed by the sweet picture they presented.He looked up suddenly and saw her standing in the doorway. His hair was messy and standing up in spikes.“Hey,” he smiled over at her. “I was hoping you’d sleep through this. You looked exhausted earlier. I don’t think she’s hungry. Just cranky, I think her wet nappy woke her up. I changed her and she’s all dry and comfy now but she hasn’t worked the bad mood out of her system yet,” Theresa walked over to them and peered over one bulging bicep into Lily’s scrunched up little face and smiled in amusement.“Very cranky,” she leaned over to drop a kiss on the baby’s damp forehead and felt Sandro tense when her cheek brushed against his chest in the process. They both paused awkwardly before Theresa cleared her throat and stepped back. She dropped into the padded rocking chair and tucked her feet up beneath her and watched as Sandro continued to pace and gently talking to the crying baby.Ia akhirnya tenggelam dalam kursi goyang kedua samping Theresa, sambil terus untuk menenangkan bayi. Lily meratap akhirnya menurun ke beberapa sedih pilek sebelum ia jatuh kembali tidur. Theresa memandang dan tersenyum ketika dia menyadari bahwa Sandro telah jatuh tertidur terlalu. Lily tegas berlabuh ke dadanya dan diadakan di tempat dengan luas tangan di punggungnya yang kecil.Dia tampak dari manusia untuk bayi dan tersenyum pada kesamaan antara mereka. Lily mulutnya dan sesuatu tentang kumpulan alis nya seratus persen Sandro. Theresa bangun diam-diam dan pergi untuk mengambil bayi. Sandro's alis berkerut ketika ia berusaha untuk menggerakkan tangannya dan sebaliknya diperketat pegangannya sedikit."Sandro," ia berbisik. "Biarkan aku menempatkan dia tidur." Membuka matanya terbang dan ia tersenyum ketika ia melihat bersandar atas dirinya."Theresa," ia bersungut-sungut dan pada saat itu Satpam, Theresa melihat kedalaman emosi di matanya cokelat cair yang dia tidak cukup memahami. Dia berkedip dan dalam hitungan detik ia datang benar-benar terjaga dan matanya bergeser kembali ke netral dan sedikit jauh. Theresa tidak yakin apakah Dia membayangkan intensitas emosi atau tidak. Ia melepaskan nya terus Lily dan berlindung kepalanya untuk menjatuhkan mencintai ciuman di atas rambutnya hitam berbulu halus lembut.Theresa adalah menyadari dia untuk bangun dan mengikuti dia untuk boks. Dia berdiri tepat di belakangnya dan menyaksikan atas bahunya dia meletakkan bayi tidur. Theresa masih sangat menyadari dia dan fakta bahwa semua yang berdiri di antara mereka dan total ketelanjangan nya gaun dan petinju nya."Dia memiliki hidung Anda," ia berbisik ke telinga nya dan ia melompat, terkejut dan terganggu merasakan napas panas di kulitnya."Apakah Anda berpikir begitu?" Dia bertanya santai. "Saya tidak tahu.""Ini adalah jelas hidung..." tangan-Nya datang untuk beristirahat di bahunya dan dia tegang di perasaan tangannya hangat di kulitnya telanjang. Napasnya pergi dangkal. Tangannya menyapu turun bahunya dalam sikap yang tidak bisa salah untuk apa pun selain belaian dan dibelenggu lengan bagian atasnya longgar, ia dibesarkan tangan lain untuk pegangan lengannya gratis dengan cara yang sama. Ia lembut menyeret kembali sampai dia adalah bersandar nya panas, keras dada dan ia merilis pegangannya dengan gemuruh kepuasan. Tangannya kuat mengepung pinggang dan ia hanya memegang ketika mereka berdua melihat bayi tidur mereka.