Part Eighty-Two

Kelley didn’t sleep that night. He felt guilty over Sylvie for an hour and then he focused on Kyzer, himself and his work. Between the women, they had converted the room across from his study into a nursery and he felt lucky to have so many people in his life that cared so much.

The door to his study opened and Kelley lifted his head from his arms. He’d fallen asleep at some point. His neck had a crick in it and he stared at Steel standing in the doorway with Kyzer in his arms. “He was crying and I don’t really know what I’m doing.”

Kelley smiled and took Kyzer from him. Steel followed him back into Kyzer’s room and he stripped off the onesie and then the diaper.

“Holy shit, what the fuck is that smell?”

“Watch your mouth,” Kelley growled and Steel’s mouth clamped shut. “It’s poop, Steel.”

Steel suppressed the grin on this face but took a step backwards as Kelley cleaned him and changed his clothes. “Were you standing outside his door?”

“I was waiting for you to wake up,” Steel answer