After the festivities at the diner, I returned home to the quiet hum of the cabin. Theo was sprawled on the couch, still buzzing from his adventures in the day. Luke sat nearby, flipping through channels.
I perched on the arm of the couch, smoothing Theo’s hair back. “Hey, baby. You doing okay?”
“Mom!” Theo groaned, squirming out of my reach. “I’m not a baby.”
I laughed softly, turning to Luke. “Do you mind watching him for a bit tonight? I—”
Luke held up a hand, cutting me off with a knowing grin. “Already got the memo from Ethan. Theo and I are having a boys’ night.”
“You sure?” I asked, arching a brow.
“Anna,” Luke said, giving me a pointed look, “Go. Have fun. You deserve it. Do whatever it is you want to do tonight.”
Heat crept up my neck at his insinuation, and I rolled my eye
