Natalie's POV
By the time Zoey and Keith finished their bottles, both were ready for naps.
Valerie changed Keith while I handled Zoey.
Crank offered to hold his great-nephew while we worked.
“Look at you. Big, intimidating biker turned babysitter.”
Crank grinned.
“Don't tell anybody.”
“Your secret's safe with me.”
Once the triplets were settled, Thane decided it was his turn to be hungry.
“Lee Lee! Eat!”
I turned.
The nineteen-month-old stood beside his high chair, pointing impatiently.
I laughed.
“Alright, handsome. Let's get you fed.”
Butcher appeared behind him.
“Come on, little man.”
Thane shook his head.
“No! Lee Lee!”
Butcher raised an eyebrow.
“She's busy.”
Thane stomped his little foot.
“Lee Lee! Pease!”
I covered my mouth, trying not to laugh.
“Oh, Butcher.
