Page 71 of Shelter for Morgan

Even though the woman who stood up from the blanket looked incredibly elegant, even in jeans and a wide-necked blouse, she welcomed Morgan with open arms and Morgan couldn’t believe how gentle Viviana Blaise’s smile could be. Gentle and filled with love for someone

she’d never met before.

“So you’re the woman who created such a change in Rhett’s life.”

Morgan didn’t know what to say besides the truth. “He’s made a world of difference in mine.”

Viviana’s gaze softened. “I heard from Ethan that you two were roommates first.”

Morgan flushed warm in her cheeks. “That’s true, but I’ve had a crush on him for years.”

“Auntie Vivi!”

Viviana stepped to the side as a ball of energy ran up and threw himself against Viviana’s legs. “Well, hello there, Milo.”

“I was trying to hurry Mommy Sage, but she wasn’t feeling well.”

The little boy’s voice was full of smiles as he reached out his hand toward the petite woman walking up behind him.

The gorgeous brunette hid her eyes from the group even as her pale cheeks flushed pink.

“Sage?” Viviana Blaise had her hand over her heart. “Are you okay?”

Morgan felt her heart going out to the young woman. “Do you need to sit down?” Morgan moved forward reaching out for the large bag that Sage had over her shoulder. “Here. Let me help.”

Sage offered her a grateful smile. “Thank you, it’s incredible what a little boy needs to bring to a movie… it’s like half of his room went into this bag.”

Morgan felt her heart go out to this young mother. She knew from Palmer that Sage’s sister had passed on leaving her son Milo in Sage’s care. And Fish, Callan Bass, had fallen for the beautiful

woman.

Milo appeared at Morgan’s side the moment she set the bag down near the edge of the blanket. “Hey.”

“Hey there.”

Morgan saw Milo’s face in her peripheral vision. “I’m Milo Bass. My Mommy Sage married Fish and now he’s my dad.”

Morgan held the bag open but before he could reach inside, she gave him a little look.

Milo looked back.

“I hear we’re going to eat pretty soon.”

He nodded, solemnly. “My stomach is hungry.”

“Your stomach is hungry?” Morgan grinned at him. “What about you? Are you hungry?”

Milo’s smile broadened. “I’m always hungry!”

The women surrounding them laughed as they settled on the blanket as a group.

“I bet.” Morgan nodded. “I heard we’re going to get food before the movie starts.”

Milo shrugged. “That’s what Mommy Sage said, but I really wanna play with a toy.”

Morgan grinned at his attempt at being nonchalant. “You know what the hardest thing for me was when I was a little kid?”

Milo dropped his chin and looked back at her with obvious doubt. “When were you a little kid?”

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