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“It’s hard sometimes,” Kean adds.

“It’s still not even been a week,” I say. “I didn’t factor in how emotional all of this would be.”

“Me either. The workshops we took tell you it can be emotional, but until you’re in this situation, you don’t really realise how emotional it actually is,” Kean says, moving Lyric a little.

“And for some reason, I never considered this scenario when thinking of all the ways we would have a child. I never considered we’d have two at the same time,” I tell him.

Adhan shakes his head. “I can’t imagine how hard it must be when he demands his parents, and says he wants them and not you,” he looks at us. “We all heard Lyric shouting.”

“Gotta love Enoch though,” Kean says, grinning.

“He is a smart boy,” Adhan agrees.

“He is. But Lyric is allowed to miss his parents and want them. He’s just not allowed to be rude. I hope River is alright, this is the longest we’ve been without him,” I say.

“I bet Mum is having fun looking after him. Mind you, Jodie and John might be at the house having baby snuggles.”

“They are the best,” I say as we turn and walk down the road past the Turnbull’s house. John and Jodie pretty much adopted all of us as sons or grandchildren.

“I’m honestly surprised how good Lyric is,” Adhan tells us.

I laugh. “I’ll let you bathe him later, and you’ll see how good he is.”

Kean chuckles. “I swear he’s a water demon, not a Kitsune.”

Adhan laughs. “Thankfully, baby bath time is a thing of the past.”

“Hey now,” Kean gripes. “I seem to remember helping to bathe Alfred when he was little.”

Adhan laughs. “And Cam.”

“I do not need reminding that you all took turns giving me baths, thanks very much,” Cam says from behind us.

We stop walking and turn around, smiling at him.

“You were such a cute toddler,” Kean teases.

“Pretty sure Nix still thinks I’m cute,” Cam points out, walking closer.

Adhan grabs Cam around the neck and rubs the top of his head. “Cutie Cam.”

Kean and I burst out laughing as Cam tries to get free.

I love the relationship the Stone brothers have. Cam is a lot younger than his brothers; he’s closer to Alfred’s age than hisbrothers. But Cam is their brother, no matter the age difference, and they treat him accordingly.

Cam finally gets free and joins us, walking into the manor.

CHAPTER 18

Isit on our bed, pillows piled behind me, Lyric is sat on my lap. Kean is sitting next to us, feeding River. Both boys are in their sleepwear.

When we arrived home, Jodie and John were indeed there, sitting in the children’s lounge, River snug in John’s arms, wide awake and watching.

Kean laid Lyric in one of the cots, took his shoes off and covered him with a little blanket.

“Congratulations,” Jodie says, standing by the crib, looking down at Lyric.

“Thanks,” both Kean and I say.