I’m still waiting for her to ask me if every car in my garage now has a child’s booster seat in the back. I wonder how long it will take for her to notice. Because the answer is yes.
We pull into the driveway, but instead of driving straight into the garage, I circle around the front drive where Gloria and Pavel are waiting for us. Gloria quickly unbuckles Willow and helps Clara carry her—and the unicorn—to her room.
Pavel nods to me and then signals to a guard to take my keys when I join him.
“You definitely broke his nose,” is the first piece of news Pavel gives me as we walk through the main entrance.
“He’s lucky that’s all I broke.”
“And you’re lucky you didn’t get arrested. Or shot.”
I c**k a brow at him. “Are you criticizing me?”
Pavel scoffs. “Hell no. s**t, I’d have done the
