Rory watched them all bickering over who got to hold Terry, and she couldn't help but burst out laughing.
With so many daddies doting on him, her little Terry was bound to grow up happy and healthy, surrounded by endless love and laughter. The household was definitely going to be a lot noisier from now on.
Rory turned her head to look at Yuel beside her. "Terry is your cub, you know. Are you just going to stand there and watch instead of going over to hold him?"
Yuel shook his head helplessly. "I'd love to, Rory, but do you honestly think I can out-muscle that crowd?"
With that, Yuel slipped his arm around Rory's waist. "It's fine. If they're going to steal my cub, I'll just steal their female master."
Rory: "..." This man is really something...
Yuel glanced over at Terry, who was having the time of his life, and whispered softly into Rory's ear, "Let them babysit. Come on, I'll take you for a walk."
Still holding her waist, Yuel began leading Rory away.
