Chapter Two-Hundred and Sixty-Seven
Phoebe pushed John's door open, not understanding why Clarissa wanted her to be around him and Claire so much since they were sick. "John?"
He growled, rolling over on his bed to look at her. "Did Mom send you in here with more itch cream?" He asked, rubbing his hands over his arms and chest.
She shook her head, climbing into his bed with him. "No, she wants me to get them for some reason." She touched the rash on his chest, biting her lip when she saw that some of them were bleeding or scabbed over. "Do they hurt?" She asked, placing her hand on his forehead to feel for a fever.
He shook his head, biting his lips as the spots around his genitals started to itch again. "Not really, it's more annoying than anything."
She yawned, closing her eyes as she cuddled into his chest. "You're warm." She smiled, feeling his hands wrap around her.
Dominic yawned lifting Violet up and holding her close to his chest. "Hey Princess…" He smiled, taking a bottle of formula from Jade as she tried to replenish her breastmilk supply. "How're you today?"
She giggled, her little toothless grin shining up at her daddy.
Jade rubbed her head, watching as he flipped a pancake in the pan after taking Violet from him. "Are you going over to the Clubhouse today?" She asked, wishing that she and the babies could go over to check on them and see if they were all well.
He smiled, leaning over and kissing her head as the Cook's truck pulled up in the driveway. "No, I'm gonna stay here for the weekend."
Lee opened their door, holding a giant cake out as Bridget brought in an armful of gifts. "And how are the proud parents today?" He grinned, picking up Flynn from the play mat and bouncing him in his arms.
Dominic reached a hand out in warning, wincing as Flynn puked on Lee's nice shirt. "Yeah… I was gonna warn you about that… they just ate."
Lee chuckled, taking a rag from Jade and wiping Flynn's chin. "Don't worry about it, we've had six kids in our time as parents, spit up happens."
Bridget gave the young parents a strong hug, sitting at the counter with Jade as the men started to talk in the living room. "How's your incision doing?" She asked, tracing her hand over the scab when Jade lifted her PJ shirt up.
"It itches really bad." She jumped as Iris's tiny cry reached her ears.
Bridget placed her hand on Jade's arm, smiling as Dominic picked the child up and began to sooth her. "Dad needs a part in this too." She placed a cup of coffee before the new mother, combing her tangled hair back over her shoulder. "Parenting's a team effort."
Jade nodded, sipping on the coffee as Bridget dished up a few pancakes for her. "It's just hard… knowing when to step back and let him do it."
Bridget laughed, her eyes flitting over to where the men were playing with the quads. "I know, but he wants to help, and you need to let him."