My Jared

Aliyah's POV

My soft hum filled the atmosphere as I gently stroked Jared whom I cradled in my arms. His body relaxed against mine while his little fingers curled around my index finger. I brewed a smile as I could see my face when I look at him, my exact prototype. Jacob, sat beside us grinning with content in his baby bouncer, sucking on his teething toy. His chubby cheeks curved into a smile then a chuckle, which was suddenly followed by a cry. I took the cry as a clue that he was trying to communicate that Jared's time in my arms was up. So, I carried him and Jared took his place in the baby bouncer.

Minutes later, the front door creaked open, revealing Kelan, dressed in a black shirt tucked into an ash-coloured trousers. He loosened his tie as he walked over to where we were.

"Hey, honey," he smiled.

"Hey darl," I winked. "How was your day?"

"Stressful," he sighed. "As usual," he replied, his voice sounding exhausted as he kept his briefcase gently on the table.

"My boys," he