- ARIA
The heavy door to the mother-and-baby room clicked shut, leaving me in the sudden, peaceful silence of the suite.
Luca had just headed back out to the dining room—partly to keep an eye on Hogan, and partly because he knew I needed a second to breathe without his intense gaze on me.
The room was quiet now, save for the rhythmic sounds of two very hungry infants.
stoI was propped up on the nursing chair, a specialized pillow draped across my lap to support the twins.
Adrian was on the left and Aurora was on the right, both of them finally quiet and nursing.
Balancing two hungry infants at the same time was basically a magic trick, honestly.
One wrong move and the whole "system" would collapse into a chorus of wails.
"I look like a sow, Camilla," I whispered t
