My eyes opened, worried that the children would wake up from Nina’s snores. What surprised me more was Liam, Anton, and Maxon standing at the foot of the bed, looking at us as if we were part of a painting.
“Why?” I whispered at the three gorgeous men gawking at us.
Liam shook his head. “It’s interesting how my children loved to huddle with you,” he smiled, glancing at the empty bed next to theirs.
“You’re just jealous, Liam. There’s no space for you,” Anton cut in.
He nodded, walking and sitting on the edge of the bed.
“Can you help me get up?” I uttered in a low voice. I was sandwiched between his children. Maya’s and Sophie’s arms were around my waist, while Shelly extended her arms to reach me, clutching the hem of my top pajama.
“Are they clingy to Corynne like this?” Maxo
