Darkness Chapter 58: Oh Baby!

**Vincent**

Her brother departs, and I accompany her up to the nursery. She gently lays Alexis in the crib and plants a kiss on her little head. "Goodnight, mommy's little angel," she whispers softly as she steps away from the crib, retrieving something from her bag and placing it inside.

It's the blanket I purchased the day we learned we were having a girl. She wraps her up and watches as she drifts off to sleep. She hasn't given up on me. She held onto that blanket when she could have easily discarded or destroyed it. Nelly starts to yawn. "Go lie down. I can keep an eye on her," I offer.

"She'll be asleep soon. I should get a couple of hours now before I have to feed her. She'll be fine. You can go to your room," Nelly insists.

I gaze down at Alexis as she slumbers. Then, I glance over at Nelly, who is dozing off while sitting up. She must be utterly exhausted. Gently, I lay her down on the bed and tuck her in. Returning to the crib, I watch both of my babies sleep. I've missed out on three months of her life, and I've missed out on supporting Nelly through it all. I am determined to win my wife back, no matter the obstacles. If I have to beg, I will. My family is my only beacon of light in this darkness, and I need them more than ever.

I slipped in behind her, enveloping her in my arms. She melted into my embrace, a familiar feeling that I had been craving. She was my everything, and I was determined to show her just how much she meant to me.

As I awoke, I saw Nelly in the rocking chair, feeding Alexis. She spoke softly to our daughter until Alexis decided to test her fangs on Nelly's nipple. I couldn't help but chuckle at the sight. "What have I told you about those, young lady? Not until you're older," Nelly scolded, shooting me a look. "And you...shut it."

"Already showing her fangs, huh?" I teased, a smile playing on my lips.

Nelly nods, “Yep, and she likes to use them. Always while I'm feeding her, too. You're more than welcome to have her bite your tit and tell me how funny it is…”

I laugh and grab my dick. “May I remind you, you said I wasn't equipped.”

She rolled her eyes. Fuck! I have missed her fierce defiance. “Fucker!” She yelled.

“Watch your language, momma,” I teased.

She rolled her eyes again. “Whatever! Here you change her so l can fix myself.”

“Uhhh. How?” I ask.

"Oh, good Lord. I would have expected an old man like you to be knowledgeable about caring for babies," she scoffed as she approached me, instructing me on how to remove the onesie and then the diaper. As I opened it, the stench nearly made me retch. What on earth was she feeding this child?

She handed me the wipes and proceeded to give me a tutorial on how to clean her. As much as I thought I knew what I was doing, it seemed I needed the guidance after all. The mess seemed to get everywhere, even on my hands. Disgusting! After what felt like an eternity of wiping and struggling with the diaper, I finally managed to get it on. I felt a sense of accomplishment, only to be met with Nelly's disapproving shake of the head.

She took Alexis from my arms so I could clean up, placing her in the crib. I tried to embrace Nelly as we watched Alexis play, but she pushed me away. I had anticipated her rejection, but it still stung nonetheless.

She puts her hands on her hips. “Talk.”

“Let's go to our room,” I suggest.

Nelly shakes her head. “Oh, no, I don't think so, Casanova.”

I pretended to be shocked because I was most definitely gonna use sex as a way to get to her.

She knew me too well. But not well enough If she didn't think I wouldn't fuck her right in this room. “Fine. Sit down, and we will work through this.”

Nelly glares at me. “We aren't gonna fix this in one shot. You know this, right?”

“Oh, I think we will,” I say confidently.

“Why is that?” she asks.

“I know I fucked up by bottling up my feelings when I discovered that Peter killed Biana. I should have told you that I wasn't still in love with her, and you meant more to me than she ever did. Instead, I was pissed because I had blamed myself and never tried to uncover the truth. Then fucking Peter had taken you. I let that happen. If you can't forgive me for failing, then I understand.” I run my hand over my face. “But that little girl over there needs us both to figure this out. There is no manual on how to raise pure-blooded vampire babies.”

Her expression softens. “I’m listening.”