Chapter ElevenPaige
Trina refilled everyone’s glasses with wine, while Sam served seconds of his lasagna. “I’m so glad you all could come over for dinner tonight.”
“And I’m glad our children went to bed on time without any fuss,” Sam added with a grin. “I love those munchkins, but, Ty, could you really dance to another song with Willow? She had you dance with her to like a half-dozen.”
Tyler shook his head with a chuckle. Because that was after Willow gave him a crash course in how to dance. “You know, I really don’t mind hanging with that kid. She’s so darn cute. And I have some sweet moves, if I do say so myself.”
“Well, you are the only one that says so.” Trina chimed in.
“Ha, ha, very funny, sis,” Tyler responded. “I’m awesome, remember?”
“Oh, I remember,” Trina said. “But she sa
