Hailey was in the kitchen, sipping on a cup of coffee and staring blankly out the window. It was early in the morning, the sun just starting to rise.

The night before had been long and emotionally draining, and Jay had finally fallen asleep a few hours ago after breaking down in tears.

"Mama?" Zoe asked, her mouth stained with milk.

Hailey snapped out of her thoughts and looked down at her daughter, who was holding her favorite sippy cup.

"Yes, Zo?" she said, crouching down to Zoe's level.

"Where's Dada?" Zoey asked, looking around the kitchen for her father.

"He's still in bed, baby," Hailey said, patting Zoey's blonde hair. "He had a long day yesterday and he's very tired."

"Can I see him?" Zoey asked, her big blue eyes bulging out.

Hailey shook her head. "No, sweetie, not now. He needs to sleep right now."

She knew that if Zoey woke him up, he would never get the rest he needed.

As they watched a movie, Hailey and Jay were snuggled up together on the couch. The movie was rated 18+, so it contained some mature language and content.

Just then, Zoey walked into the room, carrying her stuffed bunny.

"Dada!" she exclaimed, toddling over to the table.

"No, baby, don't pick her up," she said quietly, nodding towards the TV.

Jay looked at the screen, realizing the movie was not appropriate for Zoey's young eyes.

"Right, right," he said, putting his arm back around Hailey.

Zoey looked up at them, confused as to why they wouldn't pick her up.

"Can you go play in your room, baby?" Hailey asked, patting Zoey's head.

The two year old pouted, but eventually toddled off the living room and towards her room.

Once Zoey was out of sight, Hailey returned her attention to the movie.

"You know, we should really be careful about what we watch around her. She picks up on everything," she said, resting her head on Jay's shoulder.

Jay nodded, his hand drawing lazy patterns on her thigh. "Yeah, I know. But she's so damn cute when she tries to copy us."

Hailey chuckled, the low sound rumbling in her chest. "Yeah, but she's a little too young to be learning curse words from you."

Jay nodded.

"Rub the back of my head, please, Hails?"

Hailey smiled and shifted closer to him on the couch.

"Of course," she said, reaching up and raking her fingers through his hair.

She started massaging his scalp, her fingers digging into his hairline. She knew he loved having his head rubbed, and it always seemed to relax him.

"Mmm," Jay mumbled, his eyes fluttering shut as she worked her fingers through his hair. "That feels good."

Hailey continued to rub his head, her fingers moving from his scalp down to the back of his neck. "You're so tense," she said, feeling the knots in his muscles.

"Yeah, I know," he murmured, tilting his head back to give her better access. "I've been so stressed lately with work and...everything else."

"I know, baby," she said, her fingers continuing to soothe his tightened muscles. "But you need to relax. You can't keep everything bottled up inside."

Jay groaned.

"Adam wants me to introduce him to some hot girls, he met at Molly's…"

"He's just so damn horny all the time," Jay said, his voice strained as her hands moved down his back.

"Yeah, he needs to get laid," Hailey chuckled, her thumbs massaging his lower back now.

Jay let out a strangled moan as her fingers dug into a particularly tense knot. "God, that feels good," he muttered.

"You're tight as a drum, Jay," she said, applying more pressure with her thumbs. "When was the last time you went to the gym?"

"I dunno..." he said, groaning as she hit a sore spot. "A few weeks ago, maybe?"

"You need to take care of yourself," she said, continuing to work the knot in his back. "You can't just let everything pile up on you like this."

"I know, I know," he mumbled, wincing as her hands moved to a particularly tender spot. "I just...I don't have the time or energy, between work and everything else."

Eventually, Jay's head lolled forward, and Hailey realized he had fallen asleep. She smiled to herself, moving her hands gently to his hair.

Carefully, she shifted so that he was lying down on the couch, his head in her lap. She continued to rub his scalp, her fingers combing through his hair as he slept.

She watched him sleep for a moment, admiring his relaxed features and the way his body was completely slumped against her.