Beckett’s POV
Stepping into the lounge, my attention is drawn to the loud music, no longer muted by the heavy doors. Three entertainers are on the dance floor, jumping around to the music with Callie and the other children.
‘I forgot about the kids party tonight,’ Murphy mutters beside me, ‘they’ve put it on while the mums are all on their dates. I hope they don’t mind us crashing’ he adds, lifting his voice and starting to sing along with the song as he strides toward the group.
I trail behind, my gaze immediately locking onto Callie. She is bouncing around in her glittery pink sneakers, her curls flying wildly as she tries to mimic the high energy dance moves of the lead entertainer.
"Come on, man! Live a little!" Murphy calls back over his shoulder, throwing his hands in the air as
