Alistair was certain he’d fall asleep the moment his head hit the pillow. But as he lay there in the quiet of his room, staring at the ceiling, he felt wide awake. His thoughts raced—about the day, about Riley, about baby Sam and what the future might hold for all of them. The unexpected twists his life had taken recently refused to let his mind rest.
Alistair tossed and turned, his mind refusing to settle. The quiet hum of the heater and the distant sound of the city weren’t enough to lull him to sleep. With a resigned sigh, he sat up and rubbed his face, his thoughts drifting to the warmth of the evening. Riley’s laughter echoed in his mind, mingled with baby Sam’s giggles.
With a sigh, he gave up trying to force sleep. Throwing on a T-shirt and sweatpants, he padded out of his room, t
