SLOANE
I threw off the covers and practically jumped out of bed, my bare feet hitting the cold hardwood floor. I was still wearing Damon's shirt, and it rode up as I rushed toward the door, but I didn't care. All I cared about was finding Cade.
I yanked open the bedroom door and nearly ran straight into the hallway wall in my panic. My breathing was coming too fast, my chest tight with fear.
"Cade!" I called out, my voice shaky. "Cade, baby, where are you?"
I hurried down the hallway, checking each room I passed. I rounded the corner to the living room and stopped dead in my tracks.
Kade was sitting on the couch, and Cade was curled up against him, sleeping peacefully on his shoulder. Kade's arm was wrapped protectively around my son, holding him close. His other hand was gently stro
