Meanwhile, Alexis kept babbling away.
Waylen scooped her up and headed towards the nursery, and Alexis wrapped her arms around Waylenâs neck.
His Alexis was undeniably adorable.
Marcus was not in the room when he entered the nursery, and Rena was still nursing Elva.
Elvaâs hair was gently tousled, and her dark eyes sparkled brightly.
She was clinging to her motherâs breast.
Upon noticing her fatherâs arrival, Elva loosened her hold and grinned up at him.
Of course, Waylen was also fond of her.
He gently settled Alexis in Renaâs arms and picked up Elva, stating, âIâll change her diaper.
â
Rena didnât question his motives.
Alexis was too embarrassed to drink, and as Waylen observed Alexisâ he leaned close to Renaâs ear and âDonât let hesitation, whispered, it go to waste.
â
Rena grasped his underlying message.
A flush of embarrassment colored Renaâs cheeks.
After all, Alexis was no longer a baby.
âWaylen!â she couldnât help but exclaim softly.
Waylen simply turned away, feigning indifference, and changed Elvaâs diaper at a deliberate pace.
In the end, as Rena embraced her older child in her lap, she had no choice but to let Alexis nurse.
Rena actually felt a bit embarrassed.
After soothing the children, they returned to the master bedroom.
Seated at the dressing table, Rena applied her skincare products.
Waylen teased her incessantly, but she chose to ignore him.
Finally, he dr@ped himself against her back, his arms encircling her slender waist, and softly inquired, âAre you upset with me?â
Rena turned her head and retorted, âWhat do you think?â
As Waylen caught a whiff of her fragrance, he couldnât resist leaning in and biting her.
âAlexis hadnât tasted your milk yet! Your breast milk disappeared so soon after giving birth to Marcus.
She didnât get the chance,â Waylen explained.
Rena countered, âAnd whoâs to blame for that?â
Waylen knew it wasnât easy to placate Rena, so he apologized softly, âItâs all my fault!â