Bailee’s POV
Polly brought Travis to see me the day after Payton’s birth, my little man rushing into the room clutching a teddy bear before waving his hands at me to lift him up.
Bending over the side of the bed, I gingerly lift him up, placing him on the crisp clean sheets as he throws himself into my arms before crawling across the blankets to peer over the side of the incubator.
‘Is that my baby?’ he asks, his little voice filled with awe.
‘Swinging my legs over the side, I pull him onto my lap, ruffling his hair, ‘this is Payton, she’s your baby sister’ I introduce him warmly.
Travis’ lips part as he studies the tiny baby for a few minutes, ‘she doesn’t do much’ he finally announces, ‘when can she play chase?’
I laugh, pressing a kiss to his curly locks, ‘not for a while yet cham
