Skyler Simeon looked at her sons as they bent their heads over their homework while their nanny supervised what they were doing.
The boys had shared their resemblance between their parents. The older one, just two years older than his younger brother, had dark curly hair like his father and grandfather while the younger one, aged about five, looked like his mother; blond straight hair cut into some boyish style and grey eyes.
Like all mothers, she had a fondness for her younger son. She watched him then as he jutted his lower lip, his brows drawn in concentration as he tried to do his numbers using his pinky little fingers. Skyler moved closer and ruffled his hair, he looked up at her and smiled and her heart melted.
She would do anything for both of them, she never knew she could love
