LILY
The sound of laughter filled the beautiful clearing in the forest behind the pack house, and I smiled as I took in a scene that felt like a daydream: the snow-covered trees, the clear and sunny sky, and the man and the toddler chasing each other around.
“Come on!” Connor shouted, a huge grin on his face as he crouched down, opening his arms for Evan to dive in. When our baby did, Connor let himself fall down into the snow, and they both started laughing like crazy again.
“Goddess, he’s the cutest little goofball,” Cassie smiled, her gloved hand squeezing mine. I smiled back, nodding and taking another sip of hot tea from the tumbler.
“He is,” I agreed, watching them play.
It had been a couple of weeks since Connor had rescued us, and things … well, they’d been going well. Not
