I shift my legs, planting my booted feet wide on the floor. “Nah, we're not leaving her alone.” “Yeah, 'sides, Dad can't fix Eve if he's not in the same room as her,” Hunter says, his tone conveying exactly how ridiculous he thinks us leaving is. It's then I notice he's mirrored my body language. His little arms folded across his chest, his superhero pajamas on display. One eyebrow arched high on his little forehead.
