The promise of more gifts had the kids scattering like a flock of birds, rushing toward him with hands outstretched. Their boldness made it clear-Wade was no stranger here.

I sat up, smoothing my hair, still messy from the kids’ ambush, and wiped with their kisses.

Wade approached, handing me a tissue. “These kids can be a handful.”

my face, damp “They are, but they’re adorable,” I said with a smile. “Being around them makes you feel young again.”

My gaze drifted to where Xander and Yuna stood a little ways off, deep in conversation.

“Sometimes they drive you crazy,” Wade said lightly. “They’ve brought Yuna to tears more than once.”

I turned to him, catching the shift in his tone. His eyes flickered with guilt before he quickly looked away.