Chapter 2

He pushed the redheaded woman to the ground with a hard shove. A blonde woman put her arms around the Red as Tristan pulled Sophia away. He took the little girl by the shoulders and shook her gently.

“Sophia, you know better than to leave my side. Did she hurt you?”

Sophia shook her head, staring with wonderment at her index finger. Where once there had been a long, swollen cut, there was now only smooth unbroken skin.

Tristan’s expression softened and he smoothed her hair back from her face. She was still looking at her finger and he took her hand and examined it.

“Look at that—your cut has finally healed. That’s good news. Marshall was getting ready to cut it off,” he teased.

Sophia didn’t smile, just looked at Avery with wide eyes.

Tristan took her hand and led her back to the three women. “Which of these women would you like as your nanny?”

Sophia stared up at them for a moment before looking back at Avery and Maya. “I want her.” She poi