Chapter 209

Vincenzo's POV

The apartment had finally gone quiet. The kind of quiet that only came after Rocco had exhausted himself talking, laughing, and negotiating bedtime like it was a political summit.

I stood in his doorway, arms folded, watching him dramatically arrange his blankets like a tiny king preparing for battle.

“You know,” he said seriously, “babies should probably be quieter.”

I leaned agai