“You’ll experience it one day if you have a child,” I tell her.
Miya’s nose crinkles. “Maybe.” She looks over at Cleo. “Are you next?”
Cleo shakes her head before Miya even finishes asking. “I’m not ready. Kai would knock me up the moment I ask, but I love that it’s just us right now.”
I look at Nikita. “What about you? Do you want kids? You’re great with Emily.”
“I’m not sure I would be a good mother,” she says thoughtfully. “I didn’t have great examples.”
“They say kids are a great judge of character,” Cleo tells her.
Nikita shrugs, clearly uncomfortable.
“You have plenty of time to decide,” I tell her, trying to soothe her.
It would be a shame if she didn’t experience motherhood in some form. Especially where I think there’s a good chance she could end up with Declan. With the way he watches her and the sparks flying between the two of them when they share the same space, it’s almost tangible. Even Cleo senses it. Declan is amazing with Emily, so if they do end up exploring those sparks, they will have children. Many of them, I’d venture to bet.
I wonder how they would react if they knew I had a dream about being at their wedding…
You can’t do that.I remind myself.You don’t want to piss off fate and change things. You have to let them find their way without pushing them.
“Would you look at that? She fell asleep,” Nikita says, pulling me out of my head.
I look over at Cleo and Emily, and sure enough, Emily is racked out on Cleo’s chest.
“I love her so much,” Cleo says softly.
“She loves you too.”
“Watching Sean play with her when he was visiting made my heart happy.” Cleo looks over at Nikita. “Sean is my baby brother, who lives with his mom in New York. He’s not much older than Emily.”
Nikita nods but doesn’t say anything.
“Sean and Rosa with Killian and his family for the holidays?” Miya asks, filling in the silence.
“As far as I know. I invited them, but Rosa declined.” Cleo shakes her head with a sad look on her face.
“It was hard on her being here. You just need to give her time,” I remind her.
“I know.” She sighs.
Miya opens her mouth to say something, but a noise catches our attention. “What was that?”
“What was what?” Cleo asks.
Miya looks between all of us. “Did you hear it, or am I crazy?”
Before I can say anything, it happens again.
“That.” Miya points at the ceiling.
“I heard it,” I tell her as Nikita nods.
“I’m sure it’s nothing,” Cleo says hesitantly.
“No that was definitely something.” Miya moves to stand right as a guard comes into the room.
“Daiki ?” Cleo asks.
