Maverick looked at the infant in his mother's arms while sucking on her mother's left breasts. He just couldn't believe that his son was more grown up than the last time.
"What?" Stace asked. Maverick stood from his seat as he approached them and looked at Adrien closely.
"Is this the same baby? Are you sure that we didn't switch him with someone else?"
Stacey laughed.
"Babe, your humor starts getting lame."
"He was more grown up than the last time." He reached for Adrien's small hand and kissed it. "Babe, I want another. I want a girl this time."
Stacey frowned and scoffed at him.
"It's hard to carry a baby for nine months and feed it for a year."
Maverick shrugged and admired their baby boy.