Chapter 211. Naughty Kitten

Amelie’s POV

I walked out to the dining table, and Morgan was cutting up brownies and plating them with ice cream.

“Who made brownies?” I questioned.

“I did,” Eliza smiled. “Auntie Morgan helped me.”

Oh, she did?” I asked. “So nice of her to help you.”

Morgan smiled broadly.

I loved the way the whole group had accepted the kids. Eliza was already calling them her aunts and uncles.

We finished up dessert, and everyone said their goodbyes.

Zander had headed upstairs to study for his English exam, and I was getting Eliza out of the bath and into her PJs. Nathan was leaning against the bathroom door, watching me.

“What?” I said.

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