Alexander’s sharp eyes narrowed.

The moment he heard the thud, he strode back to the sofa—only to find the little crybaby sprawled across the carpet, still fast asleep.

Marcus chuckled in amusement.

"She didn’t even wake up?"

Alexander leaned down and picked Dorothy up.

The little girl snuggled against his chest, smacking her lips before murmuring softly—

"Daddy..."

The tiny figure in his arms curled up comfortably, as if she had just claimed ...