‘I think it’s because we need to be reminded that there are consequences,’ I said. ‘We can’t go around doing whatever we want, even to protect Eden, because others will still feel the effects. We’re not invincible.’ I glared pointedly at Bane’s over-enthusiastic friend, hoping he’d get the message.
‘You might as well be,’ Tim said in a reverential tone. Although he was busy gathering the soiled dressings together, most of his attention seemed to be on searching Noah’s head for a halo. I nearly snorted in derision—until I noticed how Noah looked. He had his pale curls tucked behind one ear and his lips pressed against Nathaniel’s tiny fingers in a soft kiss, like a holy blessing. The baby looked so, so tiny and perfect, snuggled into his dad’s neck. Of course, then Noah ruined the scene by
