Chapter Twenty-Five
Lucas
A few days later, after hearing Rylie ask more times than I cared to count when Valentina would babysit again, I walked into my parents’ house for dinner. I’d had a busy day at work with a guided hike and helping Jackson with the new cabins, so I was tired. Jade had texted to let me know she’d bring Rylie over here for dinner. We usually got together like this as a family every few weeks whenever everyone managed to be available.
Rylie’s voice carried from the kitchen when I stepped into the living room with the murmur of my mother’s more muted reply following. “Hey, sis,” I said, toeing my boots off by the door.
Crossing the living room, I sank onto the couch beside Jade where she was knitting. My parents had a simple ranch house. There was a large living roo
