Olivia was on her fourth day of being in the hospital, and she wanted to go home. She knew she needed to stay a little longer but hated the thought. She wanted to be home with her mate and baby, where they could spend time alone instead of having a steady stream of family and hospital staff roaming in and out.
She smiled as she watched Tyson sitting in the chair beside her bed, holding Amelia. He had just given their daughter a bottle, and she was now sleeping contently on his chest. Olivia’s heart swelled as she watched the pair. It was clear to her that Amelia was a daddy’s girl, and Tyson loved it.
There was a light tap on the open door to her room. Nick and Emma came in quietly and smiled when they saw Amelia asleep on Tyson.
“I was hoping I would make it in time to give her a bott
