As the hours wound down and I figured it was coming on time for bed, she wasn’t looking like she was going anywhere anytime soon.
She kept worst fucking hours than a night watchman, what the fuck? It’s not like she had a job to go to or some shit, but she had no regard for my feelings as she stayed up all night either cooing or fussing.
Around bum fuck o’clock she let up a howl that had me scrambling, this only after she’d dozed off for what seemed like two seconds. When nothing worked to get her to sleep I went knocking on Logan’s door. The incubator was there waiting like she knew I was gonna come knocking. “She’s hungry.”
We went through the same routine as before, only this time I paid attention to more than her tit and my hard dick. Like the way she held the baby all loving like, or the way she smelled her hair. I especially noticed the way Zakira clung to her; the bond was hard to miss. Good, I hope her guts hurt tonight when I kick her ass out and she has to be without our daughter. Let her wonder how long I was gonna keep them apart, just like she’d done me.
I let her stay until the baby was asleep; I’m not stupid. Then I had her express milk with the new pump I’d had Vicki Lynn pick up. I didn’t stay around for that shit; I gave her space.
But as soon as she was done and I had a few bottles lined up, I showed her to the door. I didn’t give her a chance to say whatever the fuck she was opening her mouth to say to me, just held my hand up and closed the door.
No I didn’t feel one ounce of remorse, there was no room for that shit next to my anger. I missed the fuck outta her when I crawled into my lonely king sized bed not long after though.
Instead of thinking back and trying to make sense out of why she’d done the things she had, I read through the books on babies. People had some fucked up ideas if you ask me, but hey, I’m no expert. I stayed up long after she’d finally gone down for good, worrying about how the fuck I was gonna make her world perfect. I knew one thing for sure, my kid was not gonna be raised by anyone else but me, and anyone who thought different were out of their fucking minds.
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Shit, it felt like I’d just dropped off when I heard movement coming from her side of the room. I wasn’t comfortable having her away from me, so I’d set her crib up in the corner of my room. “Ty what the fuck are you doing in my house so early, wait how did you get in here, did you break in?”
I had everything on lock so her damn mother couldn’t get in. I didn’t forget that she was a Marine and all the shit they’d taught her with their sneaky asses. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes as he lifted the baby from her new crib. “Did you wake her?”
“Uh-uh she was up.” He was already going in for a smell of her hair.
“Lying ass she was up all night, I know she’s tired and the book says if you interrupt their sleep it makes them cross.”
“What book, she came with a manual?” he looked like he actually believed that shit. I just shook my head and left the bed.
The book I’d stayed up all night reading said she might be hungry and wet or dirty first thing so I needed to take care of that. She wasn’t crying yet and Ty was telling her some shit about how to sight her gun, swear to fuck. She just cooed and laughed and gabbed away at him while he taught her to say his name.
I washed up real quick in the bathroom sink and went back in the room where he was telling my kid tall tales about shit he’d supposedly done. “Give her here, I have to change her diaper.” He watched every move I made and questioned me up one side and down the next. “How’d you learn how to do that? Shit looks confusing.”
“Seriously? You can build a bomb but you can’t figure out how to put a kid’s nappy on?” he just shrugged and took her away from me after I kissed her little head. I went and got the formula I’d bought and a bottle of her mother’s milk just in case. As soon as the coast was clear I was kicking her lying ass out, so it was best I start weaning baby Zak off the tit now.
I would ask one of my sisters how to do it, but they weren’t too happy with me so I was for self. There was a knock at the door before Lo pulled it open and stormed in, followed by Con, just as I was reading the instructions on the can of formula.
“What do you two want?” Ty scowled at them like he fucking lived here and pulled the baby closer to his chest as he came into the kitchen. They both ignored him and looked at me instead. “Bro, you’ve got to come to terms with this shit and fast.” They made a beeline for their niece and started making kissing noises. Babies, like women, turn men into idiots. If I had my camera I’d YouTube this shit. I finally caught on to what he’d said since it felt like my body was moving but my mind was still playing catch up.