(Landon)
(One week later)
I was in the middle of feeding Christian when there was a knock on the door. Micah decided to send a mind link to Arlo, saying code red.
I don't know what that means but I would gladly take any help I could get.
Christian was fussing again like he always did around this time, and no amount of rocking or shushing seemed to work.
I glanced at Micah, who was still lounging on the couch, grinning like he knew something I didn’t. He had that smug look on his face like he always got when he thought he was about to prove me wrong.
“They are here,” Micah said, standing up and stretching lazily.
“Yeah,” I muttered, bouncing Christian in my arms.
“I’m pretty sure he hates me today.” Micah just laughed and walked over to the door, pulling it open.
“Finally! Too
