Arranged

Responsibility

Kyla's POV:
I wake up the next morning and Vixen's up with Aleah, holding her and kissing her face lightly. He looks down at her with amazement in his eyes, a big smile on his face as he runs his fingers across her silky, smooth hair. She has her yellow blanket around her, so I know Vixen had to reswaddle her. I smile looking at how happy he is to be a dad. She starts to squirm and cry and I sit up and I start to feel for the clip to unclip one side of my bra, my eyes still halfway closed.

"Yeah, she's probably hungry. She's been up and down, fussing. I just didn't wanna wake you." he says, kissing Aleah as I unclip my bra to feed her.

"I'll be fine. We're parents to newborn after all." I say, trying to get Aleah to latch on. When she finally latches, I sit back, monitoring her as her eyes close again.

"She didn't sleep in her nursery?"

"No. You went to sleep as soon as your head hit the pillow. I wanted some time alone with her so I kept her in here every time you fed her." he says, stretching.

"Did you sleep well?" Vixen asks, kissing me softly.

"Like a baby." I say, letting him kiss me more.

"That's good. Y'know, I can keep the baby today, and you can rest. You need it." he says, looking me up and down.

"I love how ready you are. It makes me happy. But how was it for you?" I asks him, looking over at him and down at Aleah to make sure she isn't choking.

He furrows his eyebrows and raises one. "You birthing her?"

"Yeah. I just wanna know." I say.

He scoots toward me and looks down at Aleah as she unlatches from me, sleeping peacefully. "It was.. different." he starts. "It made me feel like I was being helpless though. No matter what I told you, how many kisses I gave you, you were still in pain and.. it made my heart wrench, knowing I couldn't do anything about the pain you were going through. I just.. I feel like I could've done more." he says, rubbing Leah's head softly careful not to wake her.

"You did enough, Vixen. You did everything you could possibly do. I thought it would be worse, but you handled it well. If anything, I was proud of how good you were doing. You couldn't have stopped the pain no matter how bad you wanted to, so don't beat yourself up, baby. Pain gave us a daughter, didn't it?" I say, smiling.

He looks down at Leah and leaves a long kiss on her head. "Yeah. It did." Vixen says, smiling, still admiring the baby.

"I'm hungry. Can you cook breakfast?" I ask, looking over at Vixen.

"Of course. What do you want?"

"Anything. Everything."

He laughs, kissing me before getting up, and smiling at me. "You wanna come down? Just so I can keep an eye on you and so everyone can meet her?" Vixen asks, putting sweatpants on.

"Yeah. I'm not as sore as I thought I'd be. I'm still a little sore though. I think I can manage to walk." I say, getting up. "Could you come and clip my bra strap?" I ask, walking toward him.

I turn around, turning my back to him, and he clips my bra strap back on and kisses my shoulders and my neck. "Six weeks is gonna be hard for me to get by." he says, rubbing my arms and kissing my shoulders.

"Recovery takes a while." I say, smiling at the contact of his warm lips on my skin. "I need help with my pants too." I say.

He helps me with my pants and we start to head downstairs, Vixen in front of me, helping me get down.

When we arrive downstairs, everyone gets loud and Vixen gives all of them a fatal glare. "She's asleep." he says, protectively.

Her little body sits on my chest as everyone tries to look at her face. "Okay, uncles first. Z, you wanna hold her?"

"I don't know. I've never held a baby before." he says.

"Neither of them have." Vixen says, giving the boys a deadly look, daring any of them to hurt her in any way.

"How about this. All of you, come into the living room and sit down. You gonna start on breakfast, babe?" I ask, looking back at him.

"No. I'll stay and watch." he murmurs.

We all go to the living room and Z sits next to me waiting to learn how to hold her. Vixen sits on my other side, watching Z with careful eyes.

"Hold your hands out. Hold her head in your right hand and hold her butt in your other hand. Anytime you hold her, always support her head. Always. Always keep her head and her butt in your hands so she doesn't fall. Hold her tight to your body if you're laying her on your chest. Don't be nervous." I say, slowly giving him the baby.

When his hands touch her, Vixen's body goes rigid. I put my hand on his thigh and I look over at him and his eyes stay fixed on Aleah in Z's hands. As Z holds her, a smile spreads on his face.

She starts to move and squirm in his hands when she realizes someone else is holding her. She doesn't fuss, she just lies in Z's hands, relaxed. Z passes her to Camara and she holds her, cooing and smiling at her, making Leah smile back and relax into her arms.

Camara passes her to Kayno, from Kayno to Amber, and from Amber to Mark, from Mark to Riley. By that time, she starts to get fussy, so Vixen gets up and grabs her from Riley and kisses her softly, her head resting in his hand, and her body lying on the length of his arm as he looks for her feeding blanket.

"Baby, where's the feeding blanket?" he says, putting Leah on his chest, her butt sitting on his arm and her head in his hand as she fusses.

"Upstairs in her nursery." I say, looking back at him. He goes upstairs and comes back down with her feeding blanket and kisses her before giving her to me to feed her.

"I'll make breakfast." he says, kissing me and walking into the kitchen as I start to feed Aleah, her feeding blanket thrown over my shoulder and her body.

He makes breakfast and the boys fix them and their girlfriends' plates as Vixen sits my plate in front of me.

"Could you get her rocker from her nursery for me?" I ask, cutting my pancakes and eating them.

"I'll hold her." he says, putting his hands out to grab her, eating as he bounces his leg softly with her head in his hand and her butt on his thigh.

Inseparable already. I couldn't be any happier.

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Soooo, how are we liking the relationship between Aleah and Vixen?