Joaquin is at his and Francemia’s bedroom door. He stops to sniff, then smiles when he only smells cherry and vanilla and Braven’s fresh scent. “Finally, I get my wife and son to myself. “ He enters the bedroom and sees Francemia is about to feed their son. “It’s Daddy's turn.” He kisses her forehead and takes Braven from her. "Have you been good for Mommy? What am I talking about? You're always good."
Braven has his father's finger looking up at him.
Francemia chuckled, then turned to look at Joaquin when she heard, "Five little monkeys jumping on the bed." She didn't know he knew any songs for babies.
Joaquin winks at "See, Papa is full of surprises."
"So I see." She sits down, looking at him, feeding and singing to their son.
"This is the way I like it. Yep, Sunshine, our s
