Scarlett's POV He walked through the door at six thirty two.Aiden hit him before he'd fully crossed the threshold, both arms, full force, the impact of a child who had been waiting since four o'clock and wasn't pretending otherwise."You're back," Aiden said into his shoulder."Yeah," Spencer said. His bag dropped to the floor and his arm came around Aiden and he held on for a second the way he always did, that real grip..Valeria appeared from her room. She walked down the hallway and stopped in front of Spencer and looked at him."Boston was cold," she said."Very cold," he said."You should have packed the grey coat." Her voice was flat."I had the grey coat." He said."The other grey coat," she said. "The heavier one.""I was fine, Val." He said."You look cold," she said,"Well am not," Spencer said flatly. Valeria looked at him a moment, then went to the kitchen.Spencer looked at me over Aiden's head.I smiled. "Welcome home."He held my gaze for a second. Something in it t
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