"Gus! Gus, Jules is going to kill me!" Shawn rushed into the room in a panic. "I lost…" he trailed off as he noticed his best friend seated on the floor.
Gus had a finger on his lips and was glaring at his friend. "You're going to wake her up," he hissed.
Face softening, Shawn smiled in relief. "Oh good!" he whispered, coming over to plop on the floor next to his best friend. "I thought I'd lost her for a minute."
"You did," Gus retorted, rolling his eyes. "Why else am I the one your kid fell asleep on?"
"She just got bored with your reading voice," he joked, having noted the discarded board book nearby.
Gus smacked him with his free arm.
Shawn smirked as he rubbed at his leg. "Nah, she must just like how you smell. This is, what, the third time she's fallen asleep on you this week?"
Nodding, Gus glanced down at the tiny Spencer, then made a face as he realized she was drooling on his sleeve. "She's definitely your kid," he sighed.