Danny’s POV
“Are you kids coming up to the office?” Dad mind linked, waking me up.
“What time is it?” I murmured, rolling over and trying to rub the sleep from my eyes.
“5.30.”
“He can’t be serious?” Claudia yawned, rolling over.
“I think he is” I sleepily answered, heading into the bathroom.
“I’ll get a bottle ready for Sophia and Dad can feed her if he is pulling us out of bed this early” she huffed, stifling another yawn.
“You decided to bottle-feed?” I asked, coming out of the bathroom as she walked in.
When she was done, “Yeah, I spoke with Mum when I picked Sophia up from her. She told me she had problems feeding me when I was a baby. The milk she produced didn’t sustain me, and I was always hungry. The moment she changed to formula, I was more content. Mum fed her formu
