CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY SIX

BLUE’S POV.

I went upstairs to tend to my crying babies. I entered the room to find Troy was already there, gently rocking one of the babies side by side and whispering soothing words to both of our little ones. I placed my hands on his shoulder, thankful for his help before going to carry the other baby to breastfeed.

I settled into the nearby rocking chair, cradling our second baby close, and chuckled softly. “They like having a lot of attention, don’t they?”

He nodded, his gaze shifting between our babies. “They do,” he said, and then smiling softly, he continued ” They are just like their mama, always wanting all of my attention,”

“What do you mean?” I pouted, “I definitely do not disturb like this kids,”

“Whatever you say, darling, whatever you say,” he responded and kissed my forehead.

“They took after their father, not me,” I protested. “I was a sweet little girl growing up and never cried over nothing,” I said proudly.

“Even that statement sounds like a lie,” he said cockil