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BONUS CHAPTER 4.CHARLOTTEDinner was chaotic, fun, and full of joy.The exact way I loved it.The table stretched full with food, plates being passed back and forth, voices overlapping. Ethaniel was in the middle of telling one of his ridiculous stories about trying to fix a fence on his property.
BONUS CHAPTER 3.CHARLOTTECaeson and I were sprawled out in bed, both of us catching our breath.His skin was hot against mine, his chest damp with sweat. I trailed my fingers down the lines of his stomach, letting them settle against the dip of his abs. Just touching him made me feel warm again.I
That’s when I felt it—a small, stiff shape tucked into his breast pocket. I frowned, sliding my hand in and pulling it free.Out came a tiny blue bib.My lips parted in a gasp. “You went to see Nato before me?”Caeson’s grin widened. He snatched the bib from my fingers and shoved it back into his po
BONUS CHAPTER 2.CHARLOTTE“Who else is coming?” I asked Taide over the phone.“Ethan, Tris,” he said. “I’m not sure when they’ll arrive, but I'll come in with Dot and Sean.”“Vance isn’t coming?”“Oh yeah, he is,” Taide replied.“Is he bringing his mom? And Eric?”Taide was silent.I rolled my eyes
Across the hall, I nudged open our bedroom door.The room was dim, curtains drawn. In the middle of the bed, Reigh lay bare-chested on his stomach, muscles stretched across the sheets. His niece, perched beside him, was scribbling carefully with colored markers across the ink on his lower back. One
I nodded, my mind already spinning through lists. Chairs to set. Food to check. Dishes to lay out.But then Madeline’s eyes narrowed on me.I gave her a look.“Charlotte,” she said slowly, dragging out my name. “You didn’t tell me how your doctor’s appointment went.”Dang.A flush crept across my ch







