I looked down at what I was sketching. There was Aly, laughing in the ocean spray. I knew what was happening off the page. I was splashing her, a wide smile on my face as we played in the water, laughing like children. I gently touched her face on the page. She'd given me my innocence back, in a way, and I'd protect hers with everything I had. God, maybe I was worthy of her, or at least maybe I could be.
Aly
"Is there any new business?"
My heart was thumping in my chest, but I raised my hand. Evelyn looked at me, her expression confused.
"Aly?"
"I have something, madam president." That really got people looking at me. We only kept things semi-formal at these things, and almost never called each other by our titles. It was a calculated move that had been Sadie's idea. Apparently, and a
