“I love it,” I quickly cut in. “Can you put it on me?” Mia beamed as a teacher scowled at us for holding up the line. I didn’t give a damn. I’d hold everyone up for hours if it meant Mia felt safe and secure. Her small fingers tied the ends into a very thorough knot. “I made it giant-sized.” I chuckled. “Good thing.” I held up my wrist. “What do you guys think?” It was Ava’s gaze that met mine in the rearview mirror. “It looks like you belong with us.” Something in my chest cracked at her words, the simple sincerity of them. And for the first time in a long time, I did feel like I belonged.
