Griffin and Rosie are sitting in the study. Rosie sleeping on his lap on the chair.
I stand with my arms folded, looking over the most two most important people I love with all my heart. It actually scares the s**t out of me looking at them, but with the same scariness, I feel safe and loved.
I never in a million years would’ve thought a few years ago that this would be my life, looking at my baby girl sleeping on her dad’s lap.
“Hey, how long have you been standing there?” Griffin opened his eyes.
“Not long. I was looking for Rosie in her room.” He smiled, picking her up.
“I will.” I held out my hand, but he shook his head.
“I will put her to bed.” He passed me and gave me a small kiss on the cheek. My skin burns at the touch of his lips. My mind races back to the 100times we’ve don
