“You’re corrupting the child, Zachariah.” Zach raises his hands. “Hey, I’m a good influence.” Ryder tucks a loose strand of hair behind Arianna’s ear. “Don’t worry, squirt. Uncle Ryder will look after you. Ignore these mannerless twats.” “What’s a twat?” she asks instead. Willow’s head thumps against the table. “Jesus, it’s like feeding time at the zoo.” I smooth a hand over her hair. “You wanted a family, right?” She groans in response. “Yes.” “Well, now you’ve got one. Better get used to this.”
