*Molly*
I wake and find the other side of the bed empty, confusing me. I sit up, looking around and realize that the baby monitor is turned off. In a panic, I jump up and rush to the twins room, sure that they’re awake and crying their hearts out. The nanny doesn’t usually get up with them at night, knowing that I prefer to should they need anything.
I open the door to find my mate in the rocking chair that really is far too small for him, leaning back as best he can with his feet propped up on the ottoman. He’s sound asleep with a sleeping Cora on his chest. There was never a moment where I thought he wouldn’t be a good father, but I never expected to find THIS.
I look at the other crib in the room and find Andrew sitting up in his bed, playing with a teething toy that was accid
