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Just like that.

I pulled the blanket over both of them, kissed her forehead and stepped back into the hallway.

Serenity was the only one I didn’t have to go looking for.

I pushed my bedroom door open and smiled when I saw her little self knocked out in the bassinet, both arms up beside her head.

“Hey, Milk Queen,” I whispered.

She didn’t move.

Xavier was knocked out too.

Perfect.

I was already pulling my scrub top over my head as I crossed the room. I tossed it toward the hamper, stepped out of my pants and glanced between my sleeping baby and my sleeping husband.

Everybody in this damn house was getting exactly what they needed except me.

And looking at Xay laid out underneath that blanket gave me an idea.

I smiled.

Maybe I could fix that.

Because I was tired, but I wasn’t that tired.

I walked over to the bed in my bra and underwear.

Xay didn’t move.

I climbed onto my side carefully and pulled the blanket down.

Slow.

His boxers came into view.

I bit my lip.

Maybe I didn’t need this nigga awake yet.

I reached for the waistband.

Before I could get any further, his hand came down and pushed mine away.

“Sam.”

I froze.

“What?”

“Not now.”

I stared at him.

His eyes weren’t even fully open.

“I’m tired.”