The next day Mark and I woke up listening to our little girl, asking us to take her into bed with us, her father taking her by her little arms, lying down between the two of us. I hugged my daughter tightly, as Mark stood up naked, entering the bathroom in a small race so that Cintia wouldn't see him naked. Once Mark left the bathroom with his bathrobe on, he picked up my daughter in his arms. taking her from the bedroom to go to the kitchen and give her breakfast, which I took advantage of to get out of bed, go into the bathroom and take a shower...