Lyra
“Liam, it’s fine. It’s just a conversation with an old friend and nothing more, so it won’t take long.”
When I said that, I thought Liam would argue, but he didn’t. His fingers loosened, and he let go of me.
This was the second time today that he let me do what I wanted without fighting me, and I didn’t know how to feel about it.
You don’t know? A voice mocked.
I did know. I was happy. In fact, tiny flutters were springing inside my belly.
Giving him a faint smile, I turned to Caine, who was waiting for me. We stepped aside, far enough from Liam and the crowd.
I saw Caine’s eyes move down to Xavier in my arms. The boy had fallen asleep against my shoulder, and I had been patting his back gently and rocking him without even thinking about it.
“You look so motherly right now,”
