It was your younger cousins birthday party, you had to go no matter what. The night before, you protested against your mom to not go but she didn't have it. She told you you had to go but she let you bring Sander, your boyfriend. So you were happy you, half, got your own way.

So, now you're at that party. It's your little cousin and all of her little friends and a bunch of parents. You and Sander being the only teens. Your little cousin also has a baby sister and so you kinda got stuck looking after her too.

You were in a corner of the party, trying to get her to sleep and stop screaming the place down. It was torture because none of the adults could handle her, apparently. Sander came over to you to 'try help' but he only came over to see you again.. since obviously he only knew you.

"Hey, baby.. You doing good or..?" He awkwardly asked, sitting next to you.

"Does it look like it?! -Sorry.." You complain. You were a little tired from her but bounced her on your kneee for now.

He looked at you, a quick glance up and down. "You're good with children. She's practically sleeping now." He said.

"Really? Thank god..." You celebrated quietly. Ut just clicked with what he first said, 'You're good with children.', was he implying anything or are you just thinking too much into it.. You shrugged it off for now.