Karen's POV

We arrived at his house late at night and his children ran to hug him. "Who's this?" Tricia asked her dad, pointing to me.

He smiled at me and replied. "She's Karen Miller, my junior at school."

Tricia looked at me, her face lightened up with a smile as she turned to look at Alvin. "I like that lady." She told him and I blushed.

"We bought you pizza." I muttered, surprised at how casual and carefree my voice sounded and Brody handed them the pizza, giggling.

I watched the happy family and wondered why he said his children were sad. They certainly didn't look sad. "Please seat."...