20 months later
Kelly shifted in her rocking chair, her arm falling asleep. Gazing down at her daughter’s fuzzy head, a smile crept across her face.
Esperanza was still so new, so perfect. Kelly couldn’t help but admire the three-week-old’s perfection, from her tiny button nose to the delicate fingers wrapped around her thumb. She was so in love. And so was Tate. Esperanza already had her father completely wrapped around her little finger. She even had Griffin wrapped around her finger. Her three-year-old brother absolutely adored her.
Using her toes, Kelly continued to gently rock them back and forth even though Esperanza had drifted off a few minutes ago, completely milk drunk. She could set her down in her little bassinet and creep out to spend a few minutes with her mate and son.
