Sophia’s P.O.V

The water was warm against my skin, sliding down in rivulets as I leaned my head back and tried to clear my thoughts. Nathan hadn’t brought it up yet, but I was sure his offer still stood…he wanted me and the twins to move in, to act like a real family…and I was still not sure if that was a step too soon.

Just as I reached for the shampoo, I heard my phone ringing from the sink counter. I groaned, muttering.

“Seriously?” before stepping out ...