Macey set the kettle on the stove to boil. The villa was filled with Bach’s Minuet in G. She glanced into the living room to see Aria quietly coloring while her brother played. This was a common activity for both. The scene was so relaxing she was able to forget the tension of the night before.

Macey made sandwiches for the kid’s lunch still silently debating. Having someone she could trust to watch the children would definitely be an advantage. Her list of reliable babysitters was extremely short and all of them were in Paris. But did she dare open herself up to the DaLair family drama

Once the song ended Franklin challenged him by playing the opening to L-O-V-E by Nat King Cole. Without hesitation the boy answered the challenge by playing along. Despite his young age he seemed to be an encyclopedia of music. As they played Franklin noticed the redhead girl standi

Julius sat at his desk slowly paging through the photo album his father gave him. He couldn’t stop staring at the images of Macey and the babies. Guilt gnawed at him every minute. He should have been there. Macey should never have gone through her pregnancy alone. He should have listened to her

“Julius I…” “Shut up! I don’t want to hear it!” Katherine bit her lip. How was she supposed to know he was an important guest? She just wanted to spend time with Julius. He had been growing more distant with her and she needed to rein him in. The wedding was only six m