"Baby, can you get the door for mommy? Mommy is almost done with your cake, and then you can eat. Maybe that's Mommy Odette at the door."
Quickly, her child got up from lying on the sofa, still carrying a pacifier and clutching the small blanket they always brought when nursing. Dana briefly stepped out of the kitchen to check who had arrived, but she was surprised to see Dylan dragging her child in, looking puzzled as he glanced at her and the child.
"What are you doing here?" Dev asked, letting go of the child and returning to the sofa to lie down while watching cartoons on TV.
"Why is he here?"
"Who?" Dana asked innocently, then turned away, wincing slightly, heading back to the kitchen. Dylan seemed to have just come from the office; he was still in corporate attire, but it was onl
