It felt like two whirlpools were about to pull her in!

Hope Newton panicked and covered Easton’s eyes.

“It’s bedtime. We still have to go buy New Year supplies tomorrow.”

Easton sighed, reluctantly letting go of her hand. He rubbed his cheek against her palm, his eyes soft with endless affection.

“Alright, let’s sleep.”

Hope reached up and brushed his cheek. So soft…

Before sparks could fly, she wisely pulled back, flipped the blanket over her head, and buried herself in sleep.

⸻

The next morning, Hope and Easton got up bright and early.

Only to find someone had beaten them to it.

“Brother! Sister-in-law!”

Penelope Farrell was perched on...