The Runaway Groom

Luna was awake.

After being taken out for a stroll, she was excitedly flailing her stubby arms, looking utterly adorable.

An almost imperceptible tenderness showed on Zachary's face as he looked at Luna. "You're that happy, huh?"

Lulu handed him Luna's bottle just then, and he started feeding the baby.

The baby must be hungry, too—she started to claw at the bottle when she felt it, her tiny pink lips searching for the nipple.

"Ms. Jones, is there anything to take note of while feeding babies?" Zachary suddenly asked as he turned.

at Luna, pausing for a moment when her

staying in bed, you don't have to pick her up. But you also have to be careful, since she could choke

as she smiled when Luna started drinking eagerly when she reached the

man behind her when her fingers almost reached Luna—she was just

Zachary somehow ignored her move

You should give her a nickname too." As she watched the baby's smile, Lulu could not come up with one herself, even though she had started thinking

since it had never crossed his mind, though he soon turned back to Lulu. "Right! I'm not particularly gifted in naming, so you can do

do it?" Lulu pointed at herself in surprise, feeling a little

a child care worker and should be constantly aware of her place.