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All I’d had to do was get CPR certified every year, take the online test, and pay a fee. I guess I wanted to be prepared in case I ever ran into another Laney, and… well, it was a good thing I had because the twins needed help.
The only problem was trying to get them to accept it.
“Alright, so what’s the plan? How are we gonna convince them to stay here?” Winter looked so earnest, so willing and eager to help the twins that it made my heart melt.
Right at that moment, I knew without a shadow of a doubt that I’d fallen hard for the man in front of me. I’d fallen so far, so deep that there was no getting me out of it.
And for once, I was happy for the fall.
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Winter
The twins had stayed the night last night, sleeping on that air mattress after everyone calmed down from the dragon hatching. Lyric, Maggie, and Nash had headed home after making sure to get some good dragon snuggles in first—everyone loved the little guy already.
After Miles had convinced the kids to eat breakfast, they’d left even though we’d tried to get them to stay.
Now, we had a new… idea. Or at least, we were going to talk to the kids about what was really going on. And hopefully, they’d take the offered help.
I really hated the fact that I legally couldn’t do anything to help Miles and the twins. In fact, my presence would be a mark against Miles, but I had to pray that this Higgins guy would come through with the paperwork.
But first, we needed to get the twins back home—back to Miles’s home.
I’d texted Aeson earlier to find out if they were working tonight, and I was relieved they both were. So Miles and I drove out to the museum. Yet again.
And since we now had a newborn baby dragon to contend with, Miles had the hatchling in a baby sling on his chest. If anyone decided to come see thebaby, they’d get a big surprise when all they could see were green scales.
Since Miles had the dragon—who still needed a name—I had Sola on my shoulder. She wasn’t about to be left behind.
We saw Chaos at the ticket booth and headed there first. They were getting off work in fifteen minutes, so we should be able to talk to them soon.
“Hey, what are you guys doing here? I thought you never wanted to see this place again?” The teen smirked as we approached him. “Oh my god, is that the hatchling?” Chaos looked nearly as excited about the baby dragon as Aeson had before they’d left.
I gave him a wave and nodded. “Yep. The faerie vet told us to keep him close at all times.” We’d had the vet come to the house earlier today, and as far as she knew, the hatchling was healthy. Oh, and he was a boy. So at least we’d gotten something right so far.
“That’s really cute.”
Miles offered a small smile, then cleared his throat. He looked so nervous as he said, “Uh, thanks. Um… we wanted to run something by you and Ace after you get off work. Do you think we could meet by your car or something?”
Chaos immediately looked suspicious, but luckily, he trusted us enough to know we wouldn’t do anything to put him or his brother in danger. He slowly nodded. “Alright… I guess.” His head tilted to the side as he examined us. “Is everything okay?”
Miles nodded frantically. “Yep, yes. Uh-huh.”
“Riiiiiiight… sounds like it.”
I snorted and threw an arm around Miles, tucking him into my side, aware of the hatchling on his chest and Sola on my shoulder. I gave Sola a pet with my free hand, then ran my finger over the hatchling’s snout—his scales were softer than I would’ve thought. I kissed Miles’s hair, hoping I was helping calm him down as I spoke to Chaos. “Everything’s fine. We just want to ask you guys something.”
“And you couldn’t do it over the phone?”
I shook my head. “Nope. In person only.”
“Right. You guys are being really weird. Like, way weirder than usual.”
I gasped dramatically. “Are you saying we’re usually weird?”
“That’s exactly what I’m saying.”
I snorted.
