After a refreshing shower, Brynne felt human again and walked out of the suite. As she approached the kitchen, the children’s mindless banter and laughter echoed in the air. It almost felt as if this was the family she craved. Should she disturb their happy bubble?
“What’s taking Brynne so long?” asked Lucas, making Brynne smile.
“I’ll find out,” said Luke.
“No, Dad,” chorused the children.
“You can’t escape now that you offered, Dad. Please make dinner or Brynne won’t marry you,” scolded Leonardo.
Brynne laughed at his advice and walked into the kitchen to check. Her eyes went wide at the sight of a charred glazed chicken sitting on the counter in a baking dish.
Luke gave her an apologetic look. “Sorry, I burnt our dinner. I can order something.”
Brynne looked around at their di
