*Claire*

After everyone else had left for the afternoon, Misha turned to me, grinning from ear to ear. Misha was the youngest. He was the little brother of the group, but right now, he looked like he’d won the special prize and he was going to enjoy every moment of it.

I couldn’t help but smile back at him. “What’s on the agenda for the afternoon, boss? You’re the babysitter and I can still only barely find my way around the house on my own.”

He laughed. ...