Helen’s POV
When I got to the door, sure enough, Randy stood outside. I opened the door, and I held her finger to my lips.
“The babies are napping?” he whispered.
I nodded. “Like angels.”
“Sweet,” he said, stepping inside. “Now, what did you need to see me for that was so urgent?”
“I need your help with something,” I explained. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but Justin hasn’t been as affectionate with me as he was before all of this went down. He’s done a pretty good job of coping with the fact that one of the twins isn’t his, worse, that he’s a part demon. But it’s kind of left a quiet wedge between us, and I wanna get over that.”
Randy nodded. “I did notice. He hasn’t said anything to me. Though, I know he’s trying.”
“I realize he’s trying,” I agreed, “but that doesn’t mean
