I signal subtly to Ty, who eyes Liam and Gage. They all say their good nights to Ivy—a delicate palming of her head, a shoulder squeeze, a kiss in her hair. I’ve trained myself to accept it. She feels at home and cherished here, and although I want to be the only one who offers her that, she needs them like I do. We really are a family now. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep that intact. Things she probably can’t fathom.
