Terry had been bouncing since Odette had left the room, and now he somehow managed to bounce even harder in his high-chair as she returned. Noah sent him a sideways smirk, dropping his gaze once again to little Anna who was lying along the length of his forearms. He still couldn't believe that he'd helped make a tiny human being, let alone that this was the second child he had been chosen to raise and hopefully have grow up into a decent person.
That was a lot to put on someone's plate, really, and Noah had never thought he'd be served such a piece of life like this. Corny, sappy, birthday thoughts.
"Cake!" he said excitedly along with Terry, who had taken to slapping the table. Maybe he was taking this evening as practice for his own birthday which was just in two months. Merlin, he was going to be two, Anna had just turned one month, and he and Odette had been together for nearly a year and a half.
Yeppp, definitely hadn't expected any of this for himself, Noah Boot will tell you.
"What kind of cake?" Noah asked, not really caring but thinking it was a good question to ask as he moved Anna in his arms to cradle in his elbow.
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