You were coming home after a tournament, which was exhausting and satisfying. Art won, and both Tashi and Patrick wanted to celebrate, but you guys can’t be so reckless anymore, not since little Audrey entered the picture. The feeling of a weight landing on your chest woke you from your sleep. Giggles broke out from above; you felt a smile grow on your lips as the sound reached your ears

“What do you think you're doing?” Art grinned, hooking an arm around the toddler's waist.