(Author’s POV)
Aurora flopped dramatically onto the living room couch, still tipsy and basking in the afterglow of her chaotic group hug.
“Okay. Now someone sing me a lullaby. Preferably Owen” She blinked up at the ceiling and mumbled.
“I…what?!” Owen choked on air.
“She’s on another level tonight” Ian burst out laughing and plopped down beside her.
“This is what I get for letting her have wine. Once. Just once” Ryan rubbed a hand over his face, trying to hide the smirk tugging at his lips. Aurora turned to look at him, eyes wide and innocent.
“I didn’t know it was wine. It tasted like grape sadness. But it made me brave”.
“I think it’s bedtime, sweetheart” Owen said gently, stepping forward.
“But I’m not sleepy. I’m just…horizontal with intent” Aurora pouted.
“I volunteer as
