Carl was silent as the three other men in the room chatted amicably that Friday evening. Aiden and Ramon said nothing of his unusual demeanor, which meant that Harry was bound to pick up on it. Eventually.
"Projectile vomit all over my beautiful Persian rug," Aiden told the men with a groan. "Constance laughed so hard when she came back into the room. Told me I had been patting her back too hard. But she just wasn't burping like she should!"
"You're patting a baby's back, not spanking your woman's ass in bed, my friend," Ramon told him. He was wearing a small smile as he was wont to do whenever Aiden mentioned the antics of his little newborn daughter. Ramon had a soft spot in his heart for all children.
"I'm not feeding Lizzie again until she stops puking up all the time," Aiden swore
