Riley woke up early, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. She wasn’t used to planning anything special for New Year’s Eve, but this year was shaping up to be anything but ordinary. Baby Sam’s gentle coos reminded her of the responsibility she’d taken on, and Alistair’s invitation to watch the New Year’s countdown from the VIP area only added to the weight of the day ahead.
Over breakfast, Riley and Alistair sat at his kitchen counter, sipping coffee and discussing their plans for the day. “It’ll be crowded,” Alistair said, glancing at Riley. “But the VIP area will be secluded. Sam will be warm, and we’ll have everything we need there. It’ll be nice.”
Riley nodded, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “I’m just worried about Sam being around so many people. What if it gets to
