He stared down at the baby for a second in awe, in wonder, and then he lifted his eyes to Brie's and broke into a huge smile. She doesn't feel like anything! he said softly. I know. It takes some getting used to. She sat down right beside Art, just in case he needed her. Can I get you something to drink, Luke? Mike asked. And Art, when you're done holding the baby? I'll hold the baby, Art said. And then very quietly he said to her, Shh. Don't let the bedbugs bite. That dug into Luke. It left him speechless for a moment, seeing Art so tender and sweet with the baby, echoing Shelby's words.
In a moment of tenderness, Art gazes at the baby with awe and a broad smile directed at Brie, expressing his surprise at the baby's timelessness. Brie reassures him that it takes a little getting used to. As they share this intimate experience, Mike offers to fetch a drink for Luke, while Art expresses his desire to hold the baby after he's finished. Art’s gentle whisper to the baby, echoing a...
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