A Touch of Home

Declan

We reached the Bentley. I shifted Noah carefully, managing to open the back door without waking him. Avery climbed in first, arranging herself on the seat.

"Hand him to me."

I passed Noah over, watching as Avery settled him against her lap. His head found her shoulder automatically, that same comfortable position from earlier.

I closed the door quietly and slid behind the wheel.

The drive t