7
Denali
I wake up to the sound of the door opening and shutting and heavy footfalls. I stretch, my lioness more than content with having a male in the house.
I didn’t really feel right making Nash sleep on the couch, but if he moved straight into my bedroom, Nolan would really think he’s here to stay. And that still remains to be determined.
I get out of bed and jump in the shower. My routine since Nolan’s birth has been to try to get my shower in before he wakes up and needs me. Of course, there’s another adult in the house now if he wakes. Not that Nash would know what to do with Nolan.
Nolan wakes up and comes into the bathroom just as I’m finishing. “Momma?”
“Yes, baby?”
“Nash is still here, and he bought donuts.”
“Did he now?” Well, my kid doesn’t need the sugar rush, but the
