Savage Heart (Wreck & Ruin 2)

I’d never thought of children, I didn’t have much experience with them. It wasn’t exactly common practice for an assassin to spend their time playing with kids, but it wasn’t so bad, I guessed. I look down at the baby feeding in my arms, at the wide innocent eyes.

Maybe I could give this to Isobel, give her what she needed.

“See,” Wren says, “It’s not so bad.”

“I guess n–” my words cut off as the baby throws up all over my arm.

A chorus of laughter erupts in the kitchen but me, I’m livid with baby sick all over me.

“Nope.” I growl, taking the baby away from me and passing her back to her mother, “Take it.”

“Her,” Wren laughs, “not it.”

I curl my lip as I leave, their laughter following me the entire way through the house until I block it out in the bathroom. I make quick work to wash myself off, scrubbing the frothy baby spew up off my jacket. The bathroom door opens and closes and Isobel leans with her back against it, watching me.

“You look good with a baby,” She smiles softly, “It suits you, surprisingly.”

“That is surprising,” I mumble.

“She’s cute,” Isobel says, “Adorable actually.”

I smirk, “Want me to steal her for you?”

Her eyes widen, “What the fuck, Hunter?”

I chuckle, “I’m kidding, Isobel.” Maybe.

She pinches the bridge of her nose, “I just wanted to check you’re good.”

“Fine, as soon as I get this fucking vomit off my arm.”

“It’s just milk, it’ll wash out.”

I grumble and turn the tap off, turning and walking to her, curling my finger under her chin. She tilts her head back, looking up at me. I kiss her softly, “You’ll get your fairytale, Snow.”