Kathy POV
I woke up feeling a little bit too cold. I yawned, rubbed my eyes before taking a look around. I gasped to see who was lying peacefully on the couch. Miles looking like a small child, was sleeping in a fetal position. His lean, fit body was occupying a small soft couch. For a second, I felt pity on how uncomfortable his body was squeezing in to fit, but an outburst in me started to build up. I knew he came here last night, but I was too sleepy to pin my ears while he was talking to our baby in my belly.
He had black circles under her eyes, and he lost a bit of weight. I knew how sorry he was, but I still felt hurt. I noticed him fluttering his eyes, and I knew my stare awakened him. He started stretching and grunting, but his body slid at the edge of the couch,
