Sophia’s POV
“Okay.. so what room would you be sleeping in?”.
His room or Amelia’s room?
We had just gotten into the house and we were in the living room. So, he was giving the house keeper instructions to pick up the bags from the car.
Now, he leaned towards me and asked the question.
“Your room,” I tell him without thinking too much and he brimmed with a smile as he continued to give the housekeeper instructions.
It was only normal that I slept in his room, wasn’t it?
The housekeeper finally takes up the bags and goes up the stairs to drop them in the respective rooms.
“Daddy, you got me the swing chair?” Amelia says as she looks out through the glass windows by the side of the house.
I looked towards her direction to also see a beautiful swing chair in the lawn close to the gaz
