Chapter 25
Dylan stared into the woods from the patio door as the sun peeked through the trees. He swayed his shoulders in slow motion and gazed lower. Adalyn lay in the bend of his arm, eyes closed, bottom lip parted enough that the sweet scent of her breath teased his nose.
He hoped she would stay asleep if he laid her in his bed. He needed sleep too. The hour she’d given him wasn’t enough. It was his fault he hadn’t gotten more. Had anger not consumed him…
A soft rap echoed from the door. He turned in time to see Hope peering inside. When she saw Adalyn in his arms, she frowned. “Hey. Is she asleep?”
He nodded once and refocused on his daughter. The sound of the door opening, along with Hope’s voice, hadn’t woken her. Thank God. He didn’t know why Hope was here, but he wasn’t intere
