The Alpha Daddy's Contractual Bride
“She doesn’t talk much. Not to strangers, anyway.”
“That’s okay.” Megan, without flinching in the slightest, unzipped the duffel bag and tilted it forward so Nora could see inside. “I brought movies and a board game,” she said. “I was also told there’s a little girl here who likes sea turtles, but I don’t know if that’s true.”
Nora detached from my leg, just slightly. “It’s true,” she said quietly, holding up her stuffed turtle, which already had a stain on it of indiscernible origin.