Vivienne POV

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Liam was still awake when I came up, lying on his back with the dragon tucked under his chin.

“You’re supposed to be asleep, champ,” I said, sitting on the edge of the bed.

“I’m not tired.” He turned his head toward me. “Were you and Uncle Damon practicing?”

I went still. “Practicing what?”

“Talking,” he said. “I heard you in the dining room. You sounded funny. Like a TV mom.”

I smoothed his hair back and kept my face easy. “We were just ...