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was a really cute kid. Definitely gonna be a heartbreaker some day.
" Uncle Quinn!" Ethan exclaimed. His bright blue eyes lighting up as he looked up at Quinn.
" Hey, buddy," Quinn murmured.
 Quinn glanced around the living room. Little Henry was sitting on the floor chewing on some
kind of baby toy. The chunky-monkey was 10 months now and Quinn could tell the kid was definitely
going to take after Henry. He was huge! He looked more like an one and a half year old. He had white
blonde hair that Henry liked to put into a mohawk. The only thing he got from Claire was his light
blue eyes.
Henry was lounging on the couch at one end while Christian lounged at the other end.
Christian was looking spiffy as usual. The man was a clothes whore. He had a thing for the latest
fashion and was always buying something new to add to his collection. He was wearing dark jeans, a
white dress shirt with a gray v-neck cardigan that had a navy blue collar. All of which fit snug to his
long lean body. Christian was the thinnest of all of them, but he still had muscle and it showed in
whatever he wore.
Sebastian and Raelynn were sitting on the love seat being all lovey-dovey. Sebastian had his
arm one around Raelynn's shoulders while the other rested on her stomach. Their faces were turned
towards each other and only inches apart. They were talking quietly to each other. Quinn was glad his
brother was happy. It definitely showed. Sebastian deserved it.
" Quinn!" Anne's voice called, bringing him out of his thoughts.
Quinn looked towards the kitchen to see his mother coming through the doorway into the living room.
She gave him a kiss on the cheek. " Hey, mom," he said, trying to walk forward with a four year old
wrapped around his leg.
Claire emerged from the kitchen also. She smiled at him before frowning down at Ethan.
" Ethan! At least let Uncle Quinn get in the door before you torture him," she scolded and shooed
Ethan off his leg. Claire then gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. " Hi, Quinn."
" Claire," he murmured in greeting.
Quinn went around the room, saying hi to everyone else. Then he went and laid on the floor
with little Henry. Quinn wasn't the most affectionate person, everyone knew that. He even had a hard
time with the kids. He just didn't know what to do. Ethan was a little easier because he would just
come up and hug Quinn, or jump on him or try to wrestle. The baby was harder to deal with. Harder
to connect with. Quinn lounged on his side, resting on his elbow in front of the little boy. Quinn used a
finger to tickle his belly. Little Henry stared at him, but wasn't affected. Quinn tried next to tickle his
little sock-covered foot. The kid pulled his foot away but just kept staring, chewing on his teething
ring.
" I don't think he likes me, Henry," Quinn grumbled.
Henry smiled. " He likes you just fine, Quinn. Try making him punch you with his hand, he gets a kick
out of that."
" Really?" Quinn asked skeptically.
" Yeah, just make sure you pretend it hurts," Henry chuckled.
Quinn shrugged. He'd give it a try. He scooted a little closer and took little Henry's free
hand. His chubby hand was already in a fist. Quinn swung the little fist and connected it with his jaw.
Quinn "Oof-ed" and pretended to get knocked back. To his surprise, the baby started cracking the hell
up. Quinn grinned and glanced at Henry, who winked at him.
Quinn played with little Henry until it was time to eat. When their mother called them in for
dinner, Henry came and scooped his son up off the floor. Christian walked over and held out a hand
for Quinn. Quinn accepted it, letting Christian pull him up off the floor.
" Thanks, Chris," Quinn said.
" No problem," Christian said with a small smile.
" How you feeling?" Quinn asked, knowing Christian would understand what he was asking about.
Christian had a hard time with anxiety. It was one of the reasons he was thinner then the rest of them.
Whenever his anxiety was high, he either didn't have an appetite or would throw up a lot.
Christian shrugged. " I have good days and bad."
Quinn nodded in understanding as they walked into the kitchen. At the table, Quinn sat with
Christian on one side and his mother on the other. His mom had made a ham, with corn, pineapple
stuffing and a salad. It looked delicious. One thing his mother was always good at was cooking.
Everyone passed around the food and dug in. Small conversations started. Quinn mostly just listened.
About halfway through dinner, Sebastian cleared his throat and got everyone's attention.
" Raelynn and I have something to tell everyone," he said, sending a loving glance at Raelynn and
placed his hand over hers where it rested on the table.
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