Without waiting for Flora Bloom to react, he swept her up into his arms and carried her back to the room.
Back in the room, he'd intended to toss the woman who was still playfully toying with him onto the bed, but he found Polly wide awake, sitting at the head of the bed and smiling at them.
Seeing his daughter's innocent smile, the fire in his heart inexplicably died down by more than half. He shot Flora Bloom a glare. "I'll let you off the hook for today!"
He placed Flora Bloom down next to Polly, then lay down on the bed, wrapping an arm around the mother-daughter pair.
He patted Polly, coaxing her to sleep, while watching the woman beside her who was laughing brazenly.
"Polly is over a year old now…"
Flora Bloom nodded. "She is…"
"You're with Polly every day. Mom and Dad have been complaining…"
Flora Bloom's smile widened. "So?"
"Let's just sleep."
