Evelyn POV
As I hear the front door open, I get a whiff of Ryland's scent. Then, I hear him try to calm Orion down. I grab my coffee and head out the back away from them.
I sit at the table and chairs on the back porch and notice Orion's smokes sitting on the table. I grab one, light it and allow myself to enjoy the burning sensation in the back of my throat. I haven't smoked since I found out I was pregnant with Mara. I must admit, I did miss smoking, as stupid as that seems.
Nothing better than a coffee and a smoke first thing in the morning. The arguing inside stops, the house falls silent until I hear a car start and leave. The laundry door opens, and I scramble to put my smoke out.
“Don't make it a habit,” Ryland says as he takes a seat.
“I thought you were Orion,” I tell him, k
