grit my teeth. “Fine. All we need to do is tell Nate about him and then we’re golden. Job done.” I glance back to the carpark. Harley has an arm slung over Posey’s shoulders as they come out of the hospital and into our view. My heart clenches, I’m so fucking happy they get along, and then I see exactly what he’s doing when Rue’s pacing slams to a halt, his spine snapping straight as he gets an eyeful of my golden god cuddling up with my baby sister. It’s fucking perfect.
