The Perfect Mistake (The Connovan Chronicles #2)

by Olivia Hayle

“Isabel,” Willa says. She’s munching on one of the blueberry pancakes, no syrup, no honey. Just holding it like a cookie. “If you marry Daddy,” she starts, making sure to emphasize the first word, “could you have a baby? I want a sister.” Alec leans his head back against the headboard with a quiet groan. “Willa, we don’t know the future,” he says softly. “I know,” she says happily. “That’s why I said “if.” What do you think?” “Well, I do want children one day, so… maybe?” I say. She nods, looking somewhat mollified. “Okay. Maybe. Just please make it a sister, because I already have a little brother.” Alec runs a hand over his face, and I try not to notice his agitation. It’s the same as last night. “Okay, I’ll try to keep that in mind,” I say, “but it’s the babies who choose what they’ll be, not the parents. No way to affect that.” “I know,” she says again.