Olivia was with the gang when Jonathan smiled for the very first time.
Her baby was lying on his back in the middle of them dressed in a teddy bear onesie that Olivia adored because he looked adorable. It was a Saturday evening which meant gathering at someone’s house and tonight it was hers. Jonathan was seven weeks old and becoming livelier each day and Olivia loved it.
Hayden was being the doting uncle as he placed him in his lap and Jonathan blinked at him watching him intently.
“So you’re seriously having private tutoring?”
“Yeah,” Olivia murmured munching on the garlic bread. “School said it was okay, dad is paying for it, and when our exams come along I go in and do them. It means I can graduate with everyone. I thought they were going to be horrible but it appears like being
