I chuckled, nodding with understanding. My brother was very possessive of his wife. He liked keeping her close. During the last few months of her pregnancy—and for the past six months—Cress had been home. Elias wasn’t dealing very well with the idea of her dancing and touring again. Dance had been Cress’s first love. Although he’d moved into that space, dance was still very important to his wife. He would never stand in the way of her happiness, no matter how much it pained him to share her with the world. “Ahh, so he’s pouting.” She smiled. “Dealing with his separation issues not pouting.”
