Chapter 63. Dare I Say

TARA

It was almost the same scenery as the last time Aidan called, which was just yesterday, and again, Nadia was exhausting the heck out of me.

But was I complaining?

No!

Not now, not ever.

What did I live for if not to hear those hysterical, contagious, and soul-soothing sounds that were my baby’s laughter?

It was a good day, the traffic in the diner had lessened compared to how it was so busy in the morning, so I could give Nadia my undivided attention for the next few minutes.

“Okay, Nadia,” I said, imitating a set position of a bull, as though I was about to run into her.

Nadia was about ten feet away, and she giggled on taking in my stance, then she imitated one of her own because she knew what was coming next. I was smiling so hard that my teeth were on full display.

I continued. “You have twenty minutes until I drop you off with Esme and Aunt Jenna, so that should be enough time for me to show you who’s the boss a