Thad cupped the back of Lyra’s head in one palm. “Mrs. Tuttle said she had fun.” Her little cheek rested on his shoulder as she slept blissfully.
“I imagine she did. Pizza, ice cream, and a movie? That was her Met Gala.” Veronica smiled. “Plus, she loves babies right now, so I’m sure being around Hayley made her happy.”
Simon picked them up outside. Veronica and Thad got in on either side of the car to buckle in the sleeping little girl. This moment felt so natural between them, yet it was also momentous, as if whatever came next would make every difference in the world for their future.
Her eyes met Thad’s and held for a long moment before he went around to the front passenger seat. The ride home was a quiet, dreamy daze of the Chicago night lights flying past her in the windows as she
