Ava’s POV:

I wake up to a tiny hand on my face and smile at the small face in front of me.

Sophia is still sleeping.

I carefully move her hand aside and slowly sit up in bed.

I feel suddenly nervous as I look at the huge man sleeping on the couch, his arm draped over his face.

Leo was amazing with Sophia last night, and I think he understands how I feel. But what he did in the bathroom was something else. His touch was ...