Eustace
The shouts of happy children chased away at least some of his inner turmoil. There was always something nice about the way the children got to enjoy themselves despite their illnesses.
He glanced over at Reagan where she chatted with a little girl who looked to be about six. He thought he recognised her from her trip to A&E a few weeks ago, but it was impossible to be sure. Especially when it was the witch who had him captivated.
The smile on her face was so real, and the way she pulled everything together was spectacular.
Reagan looked his way and her smile changed to one that was only for him.
Something warm built up inside him at the sight of it. She was special, he had no doubt of that. And the way she"d accepted his reasons for taking his time when it came to their mating
