Jordan POV
I yawned, hearing the sound of our baby girl Josie crying in the crib, rolling over and waking up, sitting upright, and blinking the sleep from my eyes. Blaze sat up as well, his hair all mussed, his own eyes blearily looking at me. He gave me a wink and a suggestive smile that had my heart racing. “I’ve got this, why don’t you have a shower and go get some breakfast?” he murmured.
“Are you sure?” I asked doubtfully.
“Of course,” he said pretending to be offended “I am her father after all, I think I can handle changing her and giving her a bottle if she wants it. She’s over one year old, it’s not like she’s a newborn” he teased.
I laughed and shrugged. Who was I to complain if he wanted to get sweet Josie up? I walked into the bathroom as Blaze went into the adjoining ro
