Chapter 29

Kristen’s POV

“I think he’s out for the count,” I said, pushing back a few stray hairs that had fallen onto Noah’s forehead.

He was sprawled out on the living room sofa, his legs flung about in strange directions, and yet, he looked so peaceful and happy. His chest rose and fell in little spurts, and there was a faint smile on his mouth. The living room carpet was a mess of crayons, coloring books, blocks, and toys, and Jake had to tread carefully to get to us.

“It’s about time,” he sighed.

I smiled. “I know. I was getting tired.”

“Getting tired?” he asked. “I passed tired ab

out two hours ago.”

“Reckon we should get him into his bed?”

Jake nodded and picked Noah up gently so that he was jostled as little as possible. I stayed behind and started to clean up the untidy living room. Luckily, Jake had bought Noah large boxes in which all his things were organized. The toys and all the art supplies had their special boxes. I had just finis