"Are you two fighting?" Cade asked, his eyes wide and earnest.
Olivia and Asher froze mid-sentence, their faces morphing into forced, toothy grins. It was as if someone had hit a pause button on their argument.
"Oh, no, sweetie," Olivia said, her voice smooth but with a hint of a strained note. "We were just talking. You must be tired. It’s time to go home now."
Cade shook his head vigorously. "No! I want to play more with Dad!"
Without waiting for an invitation, Cade scampered up into Asher’s lap and snuggled in as if it were his personal throne. Asher’s face lit up with a mixture of surprise and joy as he wrapped his arms around his son.
Olivia watched the scene with a mix of annoyance and resignation. "Oh, really? Dad now, is it?" she muttered under her breath, feeling like a third
