Holding up his son, Yulen began to nuzzle Mattox under the chin.Nuzzle him, tease him, playing with the baby as he crooned softly.Atty watched in fascination when her husband laid their son in her arms, and she looked back down into the baby’s face.Mattox’s eyes had gone from bright red to a warm, soft, pinkish hue.“His eyes reflect his emotions,” she breathed.She felt Yulen combed his fingers through her hair.
“His eyes reflect his emotions,” she breathed.She felt Yulen combed his fingers through her hair.“His emotions. His soul. His happiness. His sadness. You need to notice them when he’s hungry. Or when he needs changing.Boy, he hates being wet.His eyes could practically set you on fire.”
“His emotions. His soul. His happiness. His sadness. You need to notice them when he’s hungry. O
