“She’s not the only family you have, either,” Rika pointed out. “She comes with an army of relatives in Africa and Europe. Don’t you want that for your children?” “No,” I retorted without hesitation. “My children will have Winter and me.” And then I looked over at her. “And you.” She narrowed her eyes on me. “And Banks, Alex, and the guys,” I added. “And they’ll have your children. This is their family. It’s exactly the family I want for them.”
