Luca's POV
Aria came out of the bathroom in pajamas with her hair wrapped in a towel that was slowly losing the battle with gravity.
She looked at me still in the kitchen.
"You're still here," she said.
"Yes."
She considered this. "Can you read tonight?"
"Aria," Maya said behind her.
"What. He's here." She looked at her mother with complete logic. "It would be wasteful not to use him."
I looked at Maya.
Maya looked at the ceiling.
"One chapter," Maya said.
Aria took the towel off her hair and handed it to her mother without looking and went to her room. I followed. She was already in bed by the time I got to the doorway, sitting up with a book held out like she'd been waiting hours.
I took it.
Sat in the chair beside her bed.
The chair that had clearly been there a long time.
