Blaine

I realized I never saw a photo of Gray. Cora is fair-skinned and has blond hair, but this baby has a head full of jet black fuzzy hair. I always thought babies were bald, but not this one. He's the most adorable thing I have ever seen, with pudgy rolls already, and he's a really big baby. I can't believe he came from my tiny wife.

He was placed in my arms and I sat down to hold him. He is so cute and has every tiny little finger and toe. Everyone keeps talking about him having such black thick fuzzy hair, and it just makes him even cuter. Cora had broken down a few times. I know she's happy, but I also know she's grieving for Gray. It's okay, I completely understand, it's just hard to watch her struggle after just enduring such pain. I want more babies, but then again, I didn't like watching her in so much pain. It was like torture, because there was nothing I could do to take it away. My heart broke over and over again with each scream.

We were only in the hospital a few days, when we were finally able to take our little man home. We named him Kyle Alexander Lowell and he was nine pounds even. She hasn't had much success nursing, but he has taken to the bottle quite well.

I'm memorized by this little fellow. Cora has to pry him from my arms at times. It's all so real now, I am a husband and father. I love this role, and I hate to go back to New York. Will went home with Mom to give us a few days alone, then we soon headed back to New York. It's was hard to leave them and go back to work, but it has to happen, so two weeks after Kyle was born, I went back to work. Will has been on summer break and has been very interested in the baby.

The news hit New York that I fathered a child with my wife. It also made its way to Gray's family when Cora called them. It seems they have decided to distance themselves, which surprised me. One would think they would be thrilled to meet the son their child fathered, but it was quite to the opposite, which I know hurt Cora.

It's my name on that birth certificate. By law, any baby born into our marriage, automatically makes me the father, that's great, but I pity Gray. This has been a remarkable experience, one he will never know.

I fell asleep with Kyle on my chest. I felt Cora pick him up gently, trying not wake us. I woke up and followed her to bed and she curled up in my arms. After a long day at work, this is the perfect way to end my day.

I miss touching my wife, but she has to heal. I kiss her every now and again, but to me, she's fragile at the moment. Amazing, but fragile.

"He looks so much like him." She said.

I kissed the top of her head. "I know, but he lives on in that little boy."

"I miss you." She said before she stretched up to kiss me.

"I know, but you need to recover," I said.

"I feel fine and haven't experienced much pain. These six weeks can't end fast enough." She said.

"Tell me about it." I chuckled.

She kissed my cheek, then my chest, and before I knew it, she was making sure I didn't feel neglected. I ran my fingers through her hair as her mouth pleased me. I shouldn't allow it, she is the one recovering, but I'm sure as hell not going to turn her down. I squeezed my eyes shut as she brought me closer and closer to the edge.

"Damn, you're good at that." I breathed out.

She kept working until I released in her mouth. "Ahh, shit, Cora!" I lifted my head and watched her take all of me.

I love this woman more and more each day. Her sex drive matches mine and she always wants to please me, but I try to do the same. I have never respected another human as much as I respect my wife.

I went to work the next few days, but my heart wasn't in it. I want to be at home with my wife and children, but they are relying on me to keep this business a success.

A few days later, she showed up at my office with our baby. Will had a sleepover, so Millicent took the day off. My staff gushed over our son, but he fell asleep after she gave him a bottle.

My wife is amazing. She locked my office door and gave me another one of her amazing bj's right there in my office. She never stops, we still can't keep our hands off each other. We are both counting down the days until I can be inside her again, saying time is moving slow is an understatement.