Maisie's POV
I smiled at Dylan's sleepy face, wondering when Lance would come in, he has been really busy, much more than he has ever been.
I've never seen him this busy, I smiled watching Dylan sleep.
He looks so adorable like that, and it made me smile.
I stood up carrying Dylan with me. I knew he would wake up soon, but I preferred carrying him around than leaving him for anyone to take him.
I was on high alert now, as if a predator would attack us suddenly, they've been attacking recently.
Dylan stirred slightly and I could see his eyes open slowly, looking up at me, then he yawned.
"Morning," I whispered, smiling down at him.
He giggled, and I laughed with him.
Then we heard footsteps coming toward us, and I grabbed onto Dylan tighter, holding my hand over his mouth not wanting to let out any noise.