Ella The door opens then, Roger and Sinclair coming through. “No!” Cora calls, pulling the pillow out from behind her back and flinging it at Roger. “Not you, who did this to me! The source of my misery!” Roger just grins as he snatches the pillow out of the air. “And how is my gorgeous
“Seriously, Ella?” Roger says, leaning forward to look at me with eyes full of doubt. “You’re telling me that if you had a beautiful little girl with rose-gold hair and a sweet little angel face, you’d want to ship her away to a military academy?” I hesitate, because I know that if I had a littl
Ella I’m groggy, a few hours later, when I wake up because I honestly haven’t gotten much sleep. But still, I’m instantly aware that I’m awake because something in my body is…different. s my eyes crack open, I have absolutely no idea what it is, and no real interest in finding out. Because n
I laugh again, pulling Sinclair’s face back up to mine and kissing him, passing all my own joy down the bond. Because this moment – I’ve been waiting for it my whole life. A little surprise baby, much desired and already much loved – Sinclair kisses me back with all the love in his heart, holdin
Ella “Cora?” I gasp the minute I get the phone to my ear, still scrambling out of bed and tangled in the sheets. “Hey, Ells,” she says, her voice somehow both tight and bored at once. “Sorry to wake you up –“ “You didn’t wake me –“ I say quickly, reaching for Rafe in his crib and scoopi
Rafe grins at me and I laugh, because the way he looks at me when I talk – god, it’s as if he’s already starting to understand. I spend a few quiet moments with my son, thinking about how he’s going to react when there’s a little baby around – And quite suddenly my eyes fill with tears when
Ella “Oh geeze,” I say when we pull up to Cora and Roger’s house in the pre-dawn morning and see that every light is on. “You ready for this?” “Sure!” Sinclair says, grinning at me as he puts the car in park at the end of the driveway. “It will be a nice role reversal – this time Roger can b
“You’ll be safer in a hospital,” Roger says, crossing his arms as he comes into the room. “No, I won’t,” she sighs, flicking him a little glare as she settles the blankets just how she wants them. “My sister, the magical healer, is here. It’ll be fine – I couldn’t be any safer.” “I had a hom