Ylana POV
Ylana woke to the sound of crying and groaned.
Rowan kissed her forehead. “It’s time to get ready for the day, anyway, so deal with it.”
Ylana glared at him. He was already dressed. It only annoyed Ylana a little that he dealt with nighttime feedings and all of that so much better than her. “Whose turn is it?”
Rowan smirked. “I thought we agreed first thing in the morning was both of us.”
She threw a pillow at his face, making him laugh. “Let me get myself situated real quick.”
She rolled out of bed and made her way to the bathroom. Only a month after she returned home from her ordeal with Carmine, Ginger had set up the new bedroom Rowan and Ylana now occupied. Ginger had decorated the room in both purple and black, the favorite colors of the couple, and Ylana’s favorite purple couch had been transferred to the room from their old suite.