Rhett's POV
“Did Theo leave?” I asked as Birdie was crawling into my bed once again.
“Yes. He left a few minutes after you went upstairs,” she told me, and I turned to face her as she made herself comfortable next to me.
I watched her for a moment. “How come you’re sleeping in my bed again, Baby Bird?” I quizzed. Not that it bothered me…but she had stopped climbing into bed with me when she became a teenager.
“Because I don’t wanna be alone,” she replied sweetly, but there was a hint of mischief in her voice.
I kept my eyes on her, trying to figure out what it really was that made her want to sleep in my bed again. Sure, she was my daughter and this was normal, but it was strange that she’d crawl into my bed at seventeen.
“Right…I gotta sleep. I’ll pick you up tomorrow after work, a
