"You might have to stay with him for tonight," Dante mentioned as we walked out of the building. Emmett was sound asleep in my arms.
"I guess," I sighed. Dante opened the door for him. I put him in the passage seat and buckled him up. I pulled the extra belt that I had attached, for reasons like these. This way, he won't move much and he'll be safe.
We'd stayed in the playroom until after 9. He refused to leave the drawing. At least he ate all the food. Guess, he doesn't have a problem with eating. He seemed to have really enjoyed the playroom.
A little while later, he was sleepy. He ended up sleeping on the table and my dumbass took a moment to stare at his peaceful state. I'd never witnessed something so...precious and I was amazed. It's hard not to stare when all you can see is beaut
