“I can take him,” I said. “I’ve got him.” He stole the bottle from my hand and walked to the couch, settling down with the baby. I curled up on the other end, tucking my legs beneath me. Those two were a sight. A dream. Drake looked content in Knox’s arms. Knox seemed happy too. “This was a best day,” I whispered. “Top five.” “Tell me about them. Your top five best days.” “You already know the first.”
