*Olivia*

“Everything ready, carina?” Gio called out to me from the door to our suite. With one hand on the wood and the other on the frame, he gave me an easy-going grin as I raced back and forth across the seat.

Elio giggled from his car seat, his wide, bright eyes following me as I hurriedly stuffed last-minute things into my bags.

“Did you pack his ‘sharkie’? That’s his newest obsession,” I demanded, racing into Elio’s room to ...