Dominic's POV
I knew babies were hard work but holy s**t she had us up every hour I swear. Amaya was insistent that she get up with her but when I went out to the living room at four to see them asleep on the couch together, I knew it was time for someone else to take over. The bottle had fallen out of her mouth and lying beside them on the couch dripping. I grabbed the bottle and put it on the table and then took Hensley out of her arms and went back to our room with her. This way if she woke up again, she wouldn't wake Amaya.
I sat up on the edge of the bed and just stared at this baby. She looked like Amaya with her light colored hair and pouty lips. I haven't really seen her eyes yet because she has either been asleep or screaming.
"You don't know how lucky you are, little one.
