Throes of Love.Alfonso stared at Chanel as she handled Joshua easily. Even if she never really played with him, she had learned to hold her own with him. She would hold him, bathe him, feed him, and clean him up. In a way, she saw it more of a duty than a motherly act. She did it so she could keep herself busy and nothing else. Joshua didn’t mind though as long as Chanel was within reaching space: he was good to go.
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