Cara’s POV
Eamon and Landon meet us when we arrive at my house. The maids had been hard at work in my absence, bringing the place back to life. Stepping inside, it felt as if we had never left it, with no sign of dust at all.
Eamon came in for a hug from me first, followed quickly by Landon, then both ushered me farther inside and gestured for me to sit.
“I’m okay,” I told them. “I was sitting this whole time in the car.” My legs were tired and I needed the stretch.
“Please,” Landon insisted, gesturing again at the couch.
At the same time, Aidan and Ryan came in carrying all the luggage belonging to the kids and me. I rushed to help them.
“I can take one,” I said, holding out my arm.
“No, no,” Ryan said quickly. “We’ve got it all. You just relax.”
“Don’t overexert yourself, Cara,”
