Everyone familiar are Janet's.

As the forced separation of my body and Stephanie's could be counted down in days, it was time to attempt a dad-to-daughter conversation and see if Olivia will be more reasonable than either of her parents.

"We need to work this out soon, Olive. Will you agree to having your mother and I during the day, and letting us take care of each other at night while you actually sleep? That way we'll all get what we need."

The long lashes framing dark eyes so like my own came together briefly, but that was her only response.

"What're you doing?" Steph asked from the doorway.

"Talking."

"Uh-huh. From what I heard, it sounds like you were having a pleading session similar to the one I had with her yesterday."

"I don't beg, Babe."

"Ranger ... look at her. She's going to have you doing things you never thought you would."

When I cupped the back of Olivia's head in my hand after lifting her to my shoulder, her mouth was warm against my neck as she instinctively curled into me.

"She already has."