A large hand rested on her shoulder and she looked up to see Logan’s eyes flash a coded warning. “The chicken pie tastes great,” he said, his tone conversational. He turned to give the girl a warm smile and held his hand out for a plate. She delivered it, simpering and fluttering her eyelashes.
“Cabbage is great for breastfeeding,” Amy said. She gave Hana a smile and turned to locate Jas.
They sat side by side along a table for twenty. The boys avoided them until the room filled, packing the adult free zones first. Except James.
“Miss, hello Miss,” he said, hurling himself onto the bench next to Hana. He looked with longing at Phoenix balanced over her shoulder. “I take baby?” He held his arms out.
“I’ll keep her until you finish eating,” Hana replied. She gave him a warm smile which f
