You been debating whether or not you should introduce your daughter to Dante. But it kinda felt weird, so you decided not to, not wanting to him uncomfortable, or just being somewhat distant.

Not that it bothered him in anyway, to be fair, he was just equally busy and had to put his work first but also family. Nothing wrong with that.

You were making double stuffed chocolate chip cookies with your daughter after being at the hospital for 12 hours. A tiring day but you’d always make time for your little one.

You heard your doorbell ring, it was Dante. You stopped whatever you were doing and handed towards the door.

As you opened the door, you were met by Dante. He just smiled and spoke up.

"Hey, sweetheart. Making cookies again?"