Courtney POV.
TWO WEEKS LATER!
Waking to the sound of Amelia staring in her crib. I open my eyes and stretch, looking at the empty side of the bed. Amelia cries and I’m up and out of bed to pick her up.
“Good morning, my little angel.” I coo at her and she I watching me with her beautiful green and gold eyes. I chuckle as she grips my finger as I walk us back to the bed and climb up and adjust myself before I feed her.
The only sound is her breathing as I watch her drinking from me. I smile softly as I get comfortable. That night was crazy, and all I wanted to do was get back here to her. We still haven’t decided what to do about Storm and, of course, our living situation. We can’t live with Katya and Havoc for too long and I really would like to have my own space.
I won’t move into
