Connor’s POV
I hear the knock on the front door to the apartment, but I don't bother to move as Hali calls out that she’ll get it which is fine with me, I’m in no hurry to see yet another woman who won’t be right for the job and that I know my baby girl will hate.
Instead, I take my time dealing with Grace, not only changing her diaper, but also her outfit as well, as somehow the poonami managed to spread up her back, and onto every item of clothing she's wearing, something that both impresses and horrifies me in equal measures. Not that my daughter seems to care, In fact if I didn’t know better I’d think the little tyke was taking enjoyment from my horror.
When she’s finally clean, I bundle up the dirty clothes, and carry them out along with Grace into the hallway, tossing them into th
