"Gabe, be sure to read the tutorial I sent in your email. I have three operations today so if you call me, my assistant will be the one to answer you and don't disturb Nanny Martha's vacation unless it's urgent" she deeply looked into his eyes, patted his shoulders, and gave him a light squeeze
She then gave his assistant the 'baby bag' that contains all the baby essentials, spare clothes, and towels.
"Hun, how can you do this to me! I don't even know how to carry him properly! What if he die because of me?! or I could drop him while feeding!" he then started to think about all possible scenarios that could happen when his son is with him. The more dangerous his thoughts went the more he is afraid to take Gil with him. He then put his left hand on his hair and grabbed it tightly, a coping mechanism he used to alleviate his stress, in short, his mannerism during stressful moments
"Such a drama king" then she holds his left hand to avoid further hair damage "You know Hun, if you continue to grab your hair you will be bald in no time" she then caresses his hand and brings it to her cheek.
"Gabe listen to me" she grabbed both sides of his face close to her causing him to bend his body because of their difference in height.
"You are such a wonderful, loving, awesome, and very handsome father. Gil is your son, he will not die that easily and a Davies is known for their longevity right? I wanted to take care of him, but my duty is such a handful that requires my presence personally *sigh* You're very warm-hearted and that made my stone-cold heart melt right? So don't wallow in self-pity or feed your mind more outrageous thoughts and grab your ass off now because we're gonna be late" she then pinched his cheeks hard and slapped his ass.
"Ahh! Awww! that hurts you know!" he glared at the offender while stroking his red cheeks.
He then grabs her into his chest and embraces her tightly
"You are really not good at comforting people you know" He caresses the back of her hair with his right hand while his left hand is at the small of her back. He then buried his face in the crook of his neck and kissed it, then sucked it hard, leaving a visible love bite on her neck.
"Shit!" she moaned lightly then push him out, escaping his embrace. "You dickhead! I have work!" she went to punch him but the suspect evades it expertly and playfully grinned at her. He then holds her face and gave her lips a quick peck before running to his car.
"*sigh* Already a father but still act like a child" she looked at the figure of her husband running like an idiot.
She then goes to the nursery room to get little Gil inside a portable infant car seat that instantly transforms into a stroller with a click of the button then went to his husband's car.
Inside their garage, she found his Rolls-Royce Cullinan that he often use to go to work. She knocked on the passenger's window. The car's window rolled down and she saw his husband's inquiring look.
"Need something?" then he winked at his wife
"You forgot someone, Hun" she then opens the car's door and made the maid install the infant car seat base then placed Little Gil's baby carrier inside.
"Have a fun and safe trip Hun, don't worry little Gil is an angel you don't have to worry" before she goes to her car, she instructed him how to hold a baby and how to operate the baby carrier.
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Inside a Rolls-Royce Cullinan,
One man is listening attentively to his assistant telling him his schedule for the day.
"Sir, this is the file Madam sent to you" he showed his tablet to him with an opened file entitled 'Idiot's Guide in Raising a Baby Vol. 1' he looked at it briefly then gave back the tablet to his assistant.
"Read and summarize the important parts, loud and clear" as he looks at the sleeping little human inside the 'infant car seat' "Oh wait! not that loud because he's sleeping" as he points at the baby beside him.
"Read first the time when I have to feed the baby," he said as he read some contracts in his tablet.
His assistant quickly looks for the table of contents and found the feeding section on page 13 "Sir, there's no definite time schedule" he said to his employer.
"What no definite time schedule?"