Tyson and Olivia were enjoying the evening alone in their living room. Olivia was holding Hope in her arms as she slept. Tyson chuckled as he kissed Olivia’s head as she snuggled deeper into his side.
“Has Raine been chirping in your head about how we need another one?” Tyson asked as he gently ran his finger over Hope’s cheek, making the little girl smile in her sleep.
“She has,” Olivia admitted. “And to go with her chatter, I can physically hear my biological clock ticking as I hold her. Would we be crazy for having another baby after all our children are grown and have mates of their own?”
“I don’t think we would be, but then again, I am the one who gets to have all the fun while you do all the work,” Tyson said, tipping Olivia’s chin up so he was looking into her large gray eyes. “I
