I roll my eyes at myself – ofcourse.What was I thinking, that he was going to come and hang out with me and Sinclair? I wave goodbye to him and wish him a good night’s sleep, considering that I’ll just have to give my own report to Sinclair, even though I figured Conner would handle it. But stil

He’s so handsome, I think, smiling at him over our baby, who rests between us, babbling little nonsense words and grabbing his feet as he rolls around on his back.Why wouldn’t I want to stare at him whenever I can? Perhaps intuiting my line of thinking, my mate smiles back at me and reaches out

“Really,” he says, surprised. “What happened?” And then he lets me go, moving to the door to twist the lock and then taking my hand, leading me into the kitchen where I’m sure that there’s some kind of takeout waiting for me. “We went to the refugee camp, the one with the wolves,” I tell him, sm

I pull back from Roger, staring up at him, trying to ascertain whether or not he’s serious – But the moment I see the big wicked grin on his face I scowl and smack him on the chest, knowing that he’s teasing me. “No, Roger,” I growl. “I still want it to be right! I’m not going to just let you bi

“Oh!” I say, and then I start to laugh. He sits up and laughs with me, even though he doesn’t know what’s funny. “What,” he murmurs, taking my face in his hands like he can’t resist and kissing me again between words, “what’s so funny?” “It’s just so cute,” I whisper, still giggling. “Usuall