“You’re serious about this?” Isobel asked in a brittle voice several days later.
They had been walking through Boston Common, having traded their usual morning ride with a stroll in light of the pleasant weather, when Katherine and Alexander had told the group of their plans to leave Boston.
James watched his mate’s eyes take on the shine of tears, and his hand twitched and his feet shuffled as he suppressed the urge to close the gap between them and comfort her. The park was too public a space to risk intimate physical interaction.
“We never would have considered this before, but things have changed now,” Katherine explained, her hand moving over her stomach. “Anthony…” she began but the word was carried away on the gentle morning breeze that blew through Boston Common. “I’m scared,
