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Giulia looked at me with wide eyes. My brain was working slower than usual.
Her taste lingered on my tongue, and my thighs were still warm from her pretty
ass. Despite my promise to keep my distance, I’d practically dragged her onto
my lap the first chance I got. She hadn’t resisted. Because she wanted me, or
because she feared to refuse me?
Simona’s cries grew in intensity.
“She’s probably hungry.”
“Okay?” Giulia looked like a deer in the headlights.
I sighed and stood, rearranging my dick so it wasn’t as obvious. “Come on,
I’ll show you everything.” Giulia pulled a robe over and followed after me. I was
on the way downstairs to prepare the bottle, but Giulia froze. “Shouldn’t we
console her first before going down into the kitchen?”
I considered that then nodded slowly. Sybil had prepared the bottle while I
took care of Simona. Once Sybil fed her, I returned to bed.
Giulia and I went to Simona’s bedroom and walked in. I turned the lights on.
Simona’s face scrunched up with her cries, her skin already turning red. Her
cries tore at me. She’d always been a crier, but since Gaia’s death, it had become
worse. Now every one of her cries seemed to ring with an undertone of
accusation, and my guilt weighed heavy on my shoulders.
I walked over to the crib and picked Simona up, cradling her in my arms.
She quieted only briefly. Sighing, I headed back to the door where Giulia was
hovering with an uncertain expression. “You don’t know anything about
children, right?”
She hesitated. “Only what I’ve read.”
That was what I’d suspected. Her parents made it sound like she was a
practiced babysitter, but of course that had been tactic. Rocking Simona gently, I