Chapter 28

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Kane's POV

I have agreed to babysit Denver's kids, since Wyatt's brother and his mate went on a date, and no one was able to take care of their kids.

Carter, Timmy and Mason had to catch up with the work, and their kids are with a babysitter too.

So, now we have four small kids, and I didn't think that it would have been a lot harder than babysitting my sister.

But I think that I was wrong, and four kids are definitely much more trouble that one kid.

Anyway, there's no going back now, so we will have to make sure that they won't kill themselves for the next few hours.

At least until Timmy will come here, then we will have some experienced help.

"I have no idea how my parents managed to raise as many kids as they did, I doubt that I would be able to take care of two for a whole day." Wyatt tells me.

"I think that you're doing fine." I tell him, and he looks at me unimpressed.

"Yeah, because I definitely didn't have to wash myself two times already." He tells me, and I laugh.

Rey had thrown up on Wyatt about fifteen minutes after Denver left the kids here, but we were told that he wasn't feeling well, and that he might be sick, so we didn't have to go to the Doctor.

And then Tyson decided they it will be funny if he will throw his glass of milk at Wyatt, so he had to wash again, and he wasn't happy about that.

Now we have somehow convinced the kids to watch a movie, so we left them at one couch, and we have moved to another one, so we could talk without interrupting them.

"I think that we would have lost at least half of them in a matter of a few minutes, if we took them outside." I tell Wyatt, and he nods.

"Deffinitelly, I wouldn't even consider taking them outside, I would feel guilty for the rest of my life if I let any of them get killed under my watch." He tells me.

"I wonder if we will be better with our own kids, since I doubt that we will be able to stay at the house until they will be smart enough to not get themselves killed.

And considering the fact they your family has a lot of kids, I really don't think that we will be lucky enough to have just two or three. "I say, and he groans.

"Don't even remind me of having our own kids." He tells me, and I frown.

"Why?" I ask curiously.

"Because I will most likely have to carry them, and I Tyler said that he never has felt more pain than he did while he was giving birth." He admits, and I put my hand over his shoulder to make him cuddle me.

"You will be fine." I tell him, and he groans, but he doesn't argue any further, so I lean in to give him a kiss.

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