Chapter 94

Arielle's POV My eyes veer from the bare baby foot to a giggling Liam, I shake my head as I grab the sock from his hand. I feel like he does this on purpose, Jacques Liam Burton doesn't like to wear socks, everytime I put socks on him without shoes he finds a way to rid himself of them. Take right now for example, I just looked away for one good second and he took it off, giggling like he loves pissing me off. I roll the sock back onto his little foot, earning myself a wail from him. Rolling my eyes, I take him into my arms, playfully throwing him up and catching him until his crying turns into a more pleasing sound, a giggle, only then do I rest him on my hip. I grab his teether and my phone from the bed, sticking the teether in his mouth and my phone in my back pocket, the little jump I do to pull my jeans up bounces him on my hip, making him smile. He loves bouncing, the day he discovers or gets old enough to use a trampoline or bounce house, I know for certain I won't be able to