Maeve stepped into the lobby with Leo balanced on her hip. The contrast was striking: Maeve in her sharp, white designer suit and the little boy in his tiny navy blazer. As they moved toward the elevators, a wave of "awws" followed them.
"Oh, Miss Williams, who is this little angel?" one of the marketing assistants asked, leaning in.
Leo looked at her with huge, curious blue
eyes that popped against his beautiful dark skin. His hair was a mess of soft, dark curls that Maeve couldn't stop touching.
"This is Leo," Maeve said, her voice softer than usual. She looked at the boy and thought to herself, Whoever Kevin’s wife is, she must be gorgeous. She had never met her sister-in-law, but looking at Leo’s perfect features, she decided she definitely wanted to.
She reached the 50th floor a
