“Go snuggle your auntie Maeve,” Izzy singsongs before kissing his little forehead, which wrinkles at her touch. “Oh, my goodness, I love it when babies wrinkle their tiny brows like that.”

“I just want to eat him up,” Maeve says as she gently takes him from Izzy.

“You baked a beautiful baby,” I say to Stasia. She smiles, but her eyes are droopy. “And now we’re going to leave you be so you can rest.”

“You don’t have to go,” she insists, but I see the fatigue, and I don’t want to overwhelm her.

“We’ll be back,” I assure her. I step to my brother and bring him in for another hug. “Congratulations, Kane.”

“Thank you.” He smiles. “He’s something, isn’t he?”

“He’s the best. Going to be pampered and loved more than anyone I know.”

He grins. “As it should be. I’ll see you later?”

“You couldn’t keep us away. I think Izzy might be obsessed.”

“It’s a baby,” she says. “Of course, I’m obsessed.”

We say our goodbyes and head out of the room.

“He’s adorable.” Izzy grins. “And so tiny.”

“I take it you like babies, then?”

“What’s not to like? I would say I’m a maternal person. I always begged for a baby brother or sister, but my mom wouldn’t do it. Now, I need to get home so I can cook.”

“What are you cooking, love?”

“I need to make some meals for them. She just had major abdominal surgery, Keegan, she can’t be cooking.”

I want to pull her to me and kiss the hell out of her. I want to propose to her, right here and now.

Jesus, I have it bad.

“I think my ma will have the meals down. Well, her, along with Stasia’s family.”

“Oh. You’re right. I wasn’t thinking. But I want to do something for them. I’m so excited. Then again, it’s not really my place to butt in and do anything at all, of course. I’m being silly.”

“You’re being sweet, and there’s nothing wrong with that at all, Isabella. If you’d like to help out, I’m sure there’s plenty they’ll need. Everyone will want to jump in and help this week. But after the newness wears off, they’ll still need some help. Maybe we can do something then?”

“That’s a good idea.” She smiles as we exit the hospital and walk toward the truck. “What now?”

“Well, we were supposed to spend the day in bed, but we got a little sidetracked.”

“I’m hungry,” she announces. “Feed me, and then bed.”

“I can work with that.”