Orien
He sat on the side of the hospital bed smiling down at the tiny little girl, sleeping in his arms. She was so very tiny, with a shock of thick dark hair and she was so beautiful. He didn’t think he’d ever seen a baby so beautiful in his life, her skin was like white porcelain, and she had little rosy, red lips. Looked as she slept like a perfect little porcelain doll.
“She’s beautiful Addison.” He moved his eyes to his Mate, alive and well before his eyes. Both she and their daughter had survived a very traumatic few days. He was truly glad that they had both made it.
He could tell Addison was tired, very tired, he knew, but she was holding off sleep even now at this very minute. She wasn’t yet ready to close her eyes and take her eyes off of her daughter.
He reached out and touc
