#HookUp by Cambria Hebert

Author:Cambria Hebert [Hebert, Cambria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B077T8RQTR
Publisher: Cambria Hebert Books, LLC
Published: 2017-11-28T00:00:00+00:00

Romeo

How the hell did something so tiny make so much chaos?

Not even five minutes after B hung up the phone with Ivy, all hell broke loose.

Or rather… little Nova made a liar out of her daddy and uncle. Not that we would admit defeat.

Hells no.

We were two grown men. Two big football players who took tackles, won NFL games, and could bench press more than our own weight.

A baby was nothing.

“Why won’t she stop crying, man?” Braeden stressed.

He was pacing in front of the fireplace, holding the tiny bundle against his chest, gingerly supporting her, bouncing her lightly. His palm was larger than her head, but damn did she have a set of lungs on her.

I was standing nearby, too agitated to even sit on the couch. Rubbing a hand over the back of my neck, I glanced at her. She was wiggly and screaming in his arms.

“Maybe she needs a new diaper,” I suggested.

Braeden lifted her and smelled her bottom. “Nah. She’s good.”

The baby continued to cry, becoming more insistent. I watched B turn her around in his arms, cradling her against his chest so he could stare down into her face. I couldn’t help but notice the bead of sweat of his forehead.

“Hey now,” he crooned, trying not to sound stressed the hell out. “Tell Daddy what’s the matter.”

Nova paused for just a fraction at the sound of his voice before turning her head and screaming some more.

“What the hell did you do to her, Rome!” B demanded, pinning me with a glare.

“Me!” I gasped.

“She was fine ‘til I let you hold her!” He accused.

“Women love me,” I refuted. To prove the point, I went over to stand directly in front of her. I leaned down and caressed her cheek with my finger. Nova turned toward it like she wanted to eat it.

“She’s hungry!” Braeden surmised.

“Ivy did say something about a bottle.” I remembered.

Between us, Nova screamed some more.

“Get the bottle, man!” B said, totally stressing out.

I rushed to the kitchen. I pulled a bottle out of the fridge and turned to rush back to the living room, but B was coming into the kitchen with the fussing baby.

“Here.” I thrust it at him.

B took it and frowned. “This is cold. I’m not feeding my kid cold milk!”

“Put it in the micro?” I asked.

B shrugged. We went toward the microwave and popped it open to put the bottle inside. The second the door sprang open, we saw a huge note hanging in the opening.

DO NOT put a bottle in here.

“Why the hell not?” I wondered.

Braeden growled and retreated to the fridge where Ivy had hung a long list of directions we told her we didn’t need.

Braeden scanned them while trying to shush the baby.

“Hold my daughter, Rome,” he said, propelling her at me. “And don’t make her cry worse.”

I took her, gently folding her against my chest. Her face was turning red and her little fists were shaking. “Man, you better do something,” I told him.

“Hey there, princess,” I told her softly.

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