Ella I see a yawn stretch over Cora’s face and immediately start to get to my feet. “You’re exhausted,” I say, “we’ll let you get some rest –“ “No,” Roger says, suddenly a little frantic again. “You guy can’t leave – what if – what if the baby cries and Cora sleeps through it – I have no ide
Rafe burbles happily as if in reply and I smile at him as I carry him over to the little changing table I set up a few hours ago, starting to get him ready for bed. “I’m very happy for you, Rafe,” I say sternly as I change his diaper and start to put his pajamas on. “But if you like your new cou
Ella “What do you mean I made it snow?” Cora frowns at me as she bustles around the kitchen, making mimosas. “That’s ridiculous – you must have imagined it.” “It totally snowed!” I protest, laughing and shaking my head at her, turning to Sinclair at the table for support. “It did,” he sa
“I will care for the baby during the day,” Roger says, gesturing to the baby cradled in his arm. “At night, he’s your son.” We all laugh again, mostly because we know he’s not serious. Roger, like Sinclair, will certainly do his share of childcare without complaint, day or night. He’ll just teas
Ella It takes us longer than I know Sinclair would prefer to get out of Roger and Cora’s house that morning, mostly because Cora spent so much time freaking out, hugging me, and scolding me for not telling her immediately. But in the end they let us go, Cora wiping her eyes and Roger giving us a b
“Yes,” he murmurs, leaning down to press another kiss to my mouth. “But I’ll be back to help you christen the nest later.” He sighs and steps away, handing me a tablet off the bedside table. “Order whatever you want, but please, Ella, try not to bankrupt us.” “No promises!” I sing, leaning back ag
Ella A few hours later our entire party is gathered in the forest close to midnight, sipping champagne and mingling quietly as we wait for the hour to be right for Jesse’s baptism. We have a priestess here as well, of course, though this one is much more thoroughly vetted than the last. I’m in i
“I’ll keep him warm and safe,” Henry says, giving us a wink. “Enjoy yourselves.” “We will,” Sinclair assures him, running a hand over Rafe’s dark head before turning back to the priestess. “I can’t believe you’re going to take my little baby into the forest without me,” Cora whispers, her voice