Stephen was about to head out and look for Kira on his own when his phone rang.

Seeing the name on his screen, his eyes narrowed as he answered the call.

“It’s me.” Natasha voice came from across the line.

Stephen scoffed internally at the thought of how she had escaped his previous antics. “What do you want?” he asked in the same frigid tone the woman used.

Natasha glanced at the little girl beside her. What’s with that tone? I would’ve hung up right away if it weren’t for the child!

“Kira came looking for me first thing in the morning. Come and get her if you’re free. Or...