The Impossible Heart

Vivienne arched a perfectly shaped brow. “Excited implies a lack of restraint.”

He chuckled under his breath. “Fine, then. You’re… eagerly composed.”

Her lips curved despite herself, a hint of warmth softening her regal composure. “Maybe I am,” she conceded softly. “I can’t wait for the day we hear little footsteps running around these halls again.”

Winston laughed, rich and affectionate. “This