Olivia
After dinner, Nathan and I were cleaning up in the kitchen while Edward retreated to his room. Elliot and Aurora were already fast asleep in their cribs, having gone down for the night like a light after their eventful day out.
Nathan put the last dish in the dishwasher, then came over and wrapped his arms around me from behind while I wiped down the counter. “See, I told you it would all work out,” he whispered, his breath brushing across my neck.
I looked up at him, smiling. “You really think this babysitting arrangement is a good idea?”
“Absolutely. Edward will be great with the kids. You won’t regret it,” he said, his eyes meeting mine. There was an earnestness in his gaze that was comforting.
“So, how’s it going with Edward as your advisor so far?” I asked,
