The penthouse, usually this sanctuary of quiet sophistication, had transformed. It pulsed with this different kinda energy, this weirdly vibrant chaos that could only come from having a kid in the mix.
Rosa had brought Cole to Samson’s place for the first time, a decision that was both exhilarating and completely terrifying, those conflicting emotions swirling inside her like a freaking tornado. She’d wanted to share this part of her life with him, to let him see her, not just as a woman, but as this mom. To let him meet the son that she loved with a fierce, almost possessive tenderness that could scare most people away.
But she also felt this tremor of nervousness, this fragility in her soul, this nagging fear that she might be moving way too fast, that she might be putting her heart,
