Damon:
“You’re staying in my room tonight.” I said, making sure to keep my voice leveled as not to wake Isla up.
Sienna blinked at me from where she was standing in the nursery, gently rocking our daughter in her arms. She studied my expression for a moment too long as if wanting to make sure that she heard me right.
I crossed my arms over my chest and stared her down, making sure she understood that I wasn’t making a suggestion. It was a decision. Final. Done.
“No, I’m not,” she said calmly, eyes not even looking at me as she adjusted the blanket around Isla. “You’ve got your space. I’ve got mine. I am not going to sleep in your room.”
“That wasn’t a request, Sienna.” I stepped forward. “I’m not letting you walk back to your room alone in the middle of the night. You’ve had a long da
