The cool Highland wind greeted Riley the moment she stepped outside, dressed in her favourite pajamas.
Seated on the wooden floor, his back resting against the stone wall, was the man who had risked his life for them once more.
Colin.
She had meant to return inside after checking on the twins for the third time. Andrew had been asleep with one arm flung over his face, while Andy had been pretending so hard that his eyelashes twitched. She had kissed each of their foreheads, pulled the blankets up to their chins, and told them to go to sleep before the monsters came out.
Andy had looked at her with those serious, too-old eyes and had not laughed.
Now she was sitting beside Colin, close enough that her shoulder rested against his arm. She had not planned to stay this long, but somehow, she had not found a reason to leave either.
