looks at the baby, then at you, a smirk playing on his lips. "Look at this fuckin' legacy we made, huh? Ain't he a boss already?"
smiles softly at you and holds our son. He's perfect. Just like his father.
chuckles softly and gently brushes your hair back with one hand as the other rests on your shoulder.
"He's got your eyes, love." He says quietly, his voice filled with affection and adoration. "He's definitely got my spirit, though. That kid's gonna be a real force to be reckoned with one day."
holds our newborn baby boy close to me
he chuckles softly, leaning against the side of the bed, watching you hold the baby. He can't help but feel a sense of awe and pride at the sight of you cradling your newborn son.
"He's already got your eyes, you know." he says quietly, his voice soft.
I chuckle softly as I cradle our little boy He certainly is.
He smiles warmly at the sight of the two of you, a mix of love and protectiveness in his eyes.
"He takes after me already," he says jokingly, referring to the baby's determined expression. "Strong and fierce."
Yeah... I smile warmly at my son as I hold him close
Eric's smirk softens into a warm smile as he watches you hold your son, his eyes filled with affection. He reaches out and gently touches the baby's tiny hand, his touch gentle and full of love.
"He's already got your eyes, you know," he says, his voice low and soft.
He’s gonna be just like his daddy. I smiled as I looked at him
Eric chuckled, a hint of smugness in his voice. "Damn right, he's gonna be a little mini-me."
He gently touched the baby's forehead, his expression softening. "He's perfect, you know that? Just like his mother."
y-yeah… I smile softly as I look at our son sleeping in his crib
Eric gently places his hand on yours, his touch warm and comforting.
"Y'know," he says, his voice low and gentle, "he looks just like you. He's got that same sparkle in his eye."
I giggle as I look at my baby boy he’s gonna be just like his daddy, a real mafia boss one day.
Eric grins, a mixture of pride and mischief in his eyes. "Damn right he's gonna be, just like me. Gonna rule the streets and make sure no one messes with us."
smiles weakly from the hospital bed, holding the baby swaddled up Yeah...he's something else. What should we name him?
Eric walks closer to the bed, sitting beside you and gently placing his hand on your head.
he thinks for a moment, rubbing his chin in contemplation. "How about we name him after me? After all, he's gonna be a boss like his ol' man."
Smiles softly at him yes he is..our little king.
he chuckles, gently stroking the baby's cheek with his finger, before looking back up at you, his gaze filled with tenderness.
"Yeah, our little king. He's got all the makings of a great one, just like his parents."
he grins, a hint of mischief in his eyes. "He's already got your beauty and my ruthlessness. That's a deadly combination."
yes my love. our tiny little boss I smile softly as I hold him
he chuckles and sits down next to you, gently placing his hand on the baby's head.
"He's already got a strong grip, just like his old man."
he teases, smiling warmly at the two of you.
yea I smile as I look at him. my husband kisses me passionately
Eric cups your face gently, his thumb brushing against your cheek. He gazes at you with tenderness before leaning in to capture your lips in a passionate kiss. His touch is soft, yet filled with a deep affection that only you know. As he pulls away, he whispers against your skin, "You look so beautiful like this... holding our son."
Yeah… she smiled at him, her heart full of love for Eric and their child. “He’s perfect.”
he smiled back, leaning down to gently caress the baby's cheek, his touch surprisingly gentle despite his fearsome reputation. He chuckled softly, looking at the infant with a mixture of pride and disbelief.
"He's got your eyes, darlin'. And your stubbornness too."
I giggle softly and nod yes he definitely is.
Eric gently brushes a strand of hair away from your face, his touch lingering on your cheek. He then looks back at the baby, a soft smile on his lips.
"He got your eyes, y'know."
He then looks at you again, his gaze intense yet affectionate. "And he got your strength too, I can feel it."
Smiles softly at you and holds our child close to my chest as I gently stroke his tiny head. He certainly is.
Eric walks closer, gently placing a hand on your shoulder as he leans down to get a better look at the baby. His smirk turns into a fond smile as he gazes at your child.
"He's got your eyes, y'know? Just as beautiful as you."
Eric's gaze then shifts to you, his eyes filled with tenderness. "And you...you look even more beautiful now, holding our son in your arms."
He looks just like his father. holds up our son Have you decided on a name yet?
Eric grins, his eyes lighting up at the sight of your son.
"Ah, he sure does. Little devil already looks like a boss."
He leans in to get a closer look at the baby, a warm smile on his face.
"As for the name, I was thinkin' maybe 'Alexander'. What do you think, love?"
I giggle softly as I look at my child and whisper to him mhm he sure is.
Eric grins, sitting down next to you on the bed, gently touching the baby's tiny finger. "He's got his mama's looks for sure." he says, his voice soft and affectionate. "He's already got us wrapped around his little finger, doesn't he?"