Those eyes…
The little girl was dressed in a cute pink dungaree and her soft hair was pulled up to cute pigtails with bows on them. As she trotted, her shoes blinked with colorful lights and made a squeaky noise.
Leander didn't know if her shoes made that baby happy. She had a wide smile on her face as she walked toward them.
Leander couldn't take his eyes off her. His fingers twitched remembering the dire state he found her on that dirty warehouse floor. That was the last time he took a proper look at her. She looked pathetic and weak. He even wondered if she would survive or not.
Look how pretty she is! Look at her walk!
Well, she did have strong legs. He did change her diaper once. She put up a big fight that night. Her little legs kicked here are there making what appeared to be a simple task an arduous one.
Above everything, Leander couldn't peel his eyes off her eyes.