I scoop Vivi up and head to the living room where the TV is still paused on a shot of Theo, sitting up on the fence panels. I stare at the playful grin on his handsome face, the hand swiping through his hair. Vivi points. “Dada!” I search her face. “Seriously? Now you say it?” She blinks. I point at the TV. “Who is that, Vivi?” “Dadadadada.” With a grin, I flop onto the couch, lift my shirt for her, and call Theo back.
