Chapter 186

Delilah's POV

"Obviously, I'm the fun aunt," I declared solemnly, shaking a colorful rattle in front of Wyatt's curious little face. "Look at that smile! He loves me already."

"Please," Ivy shot back with a laugh, leaning over the portable crib we'd set up in the living room. "He was smiling at me just fine until you barged in here with that noisy thing and scared him half to death."

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