Benny’s POV
I woke up to the sound of the bedroom door opening and closing, whoever it is, tried to be as silent as possible, but I’ve spent my entire adult life listening for unexpected noise, so they had no chance of not waking me.
I glance down at Tanner, who is glued to my side, one hand gripping my shirt as though he’s worried I might have tried to sneak off in the night. He crept into bed with me at about one O’clock this morning, another one who tried to not wake me up and failed. I pretended to be asleep though, letting the four year old get comfy and fall asleep again before I did the same.
I carefully remove my shirt from his hand, lifting him slightly so I can slide away, replacing my body with my pillow that the small boy wraps around as soon I let him go.
Sitting up, I imm
