Emma POV

How the hell would I tell my overprotective brother and overprotective mate that I wanted to see Sienna and Samuel?

They would go insane.

“Eat, Emma.” Andrew’s stern voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

I looked down at my plate and took a piece of toast into my hand.

“What were you thinking about, baby?” Logan asked softly as he placed a hand on my back.

I looked at him and bit my lower lip.

Should I ask them? I probably shouldn’t. I knew what they would say.

“Emma?” Logan called my name worriedly. “What’s wrong, baby?”

Andrew growled, reaching out and taking my hand in his....