Sydney's POV

Gently, Mark moved closer to the baby cot and lowered Aiden, who had fallen asleep in his arms, into it. He covered him well with the blankets and patted him for a while before pulling away.

He flexed his shoulders and rolled his neck and arm, which must have grown sore from carrying Aiden for so long. Then he casually perched at the foot of the bed; his hands briefly grazed my feet before he placed them on his thighs.

"Why are you so keen on finding Lucas, though?" he asked as he faced the pole at the foot of the bed. He turned to me and his...