“We have to keep going,” I whisper, kissing him softly. “We’re gonna make it, baby. You and me, together. If Dash could do it, we can.” Lex snorts a boogery laugh, and I smile, brushing his soft skin. “That kid’s a disaster.” He smiles. “And we’re not?” I purse my lips, shaking my head. “Baby… we’re supervillains. We can do anything.”
