“Can you read with me?” Nico pops out his bottom lip. I stare at the superhero-themed alarm clock on his nightstand. “I’d love to, but it’s late, and you have school tomorrow.” “Please.” He presses his hands together. “I’ll only ask for one story this time. I promise.” I’ve always struggled with saying no to Nico. It’s one of my biggest flaws, especially when it comes to cute little kids who wield puppy eyes and good manners like a superpower.
