Good Intentions

(Neva's POV)

Vespa’s tiny hand clutched mine as we stepped outside, her fingers warm and soft against my palm.

Behind us, Orion was busy climbing into Uncle Zan and Uncle Jaxon’s car, his excited voice echoing off the polished vehicles in the driveway.

I leaned down and buckled Vespa into her seat in the back of my car, brushing a curl off her forehead. She gave me a smile before settling into her