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Moonlight shown through the window as John paced the floor, bouncing his baby boy on his shoulder. Hush little baby, don’t say a word, Papa’s gonna buy you a mockingbird. His husky voice soothed the cranky baby like nothing else could.
“John? Do you want me to take him?”
John tenderly kissed Dean’s pudgy cheek before flashing a smile at his wife. “That’s okay, baby. You go on back to bed, the little man and me are going to have some alone time.” He winked at her. “Just us men.”
With a smile on her face, Mary left the room.