Precious Moment

Kindra King

Vincent senses his son's discomfort and eases out of bed moments before the child begins to whimper in his cradle. Catherine stirs, but a gentle press of his hand to her shoulder sends her snuggling back under the quilts

Vincent shuffles over to the cradle, yawning and scratching absently over his thick-furred chest. His nose having already alerted him to the source of Jacob's discomfort, he swiftly changes the soiled nappy for a clean one.

Settling down on a carpeted section of the floor, Vincent regards his wriggling son with a serene and loving gaze, opening the Bond just wide enough to allow Jacob to share those warm feelings.

Immediately soothed, Jacob blinks calmly up at his father. Two pairs of bright blue eyes meet for one eternal, precious moment before the child slips sweetly back to sleep.

Rising, Vincent presses a kiss to his son's downy head and places him back in the cradle. Slipping quickly back into his own bed, he pulls his beloved into his arms with a sigh of pure contentment and falls asleep once more.