Dylan’s Point of View
I rolled over and reached for Rowan, instead I found Jones sound asleep with his arms above his head like he had slept since the day he was born. I gently ran my finger down his nose while I listened to Guiz and Rowan talking in the kitchen. Once upon a time I would’ve used my vamp hearing to eavesdrop on what Rowan was saying, hellbent on catching him cheating on me or something crazy like that. Now I tuned it out and listened to my beautiful baby boy breathe. I lifted the blanket and peeked at him in his jammies I loved how cute he looked in them probably because he looked like he did when he was newborn when he wore them. Any other time it was a miracle if he had a t-shirt on, other than that he cruised around in a diaper or his baby swim trunks. He started to sti
