Lynn’sPOV

Relief floods through me. "That's perfect. Thank you."

Michael stands when I enter the living room, a bottle of wine in his hands and concern written across his handsome face. "Carlton called me. Said you had visitors."

"Lucas and Evelina Hamilton." I cross to him, suddenly needing the comfort of human contact. Safe, uncomplicated human warmth. "They wanted to see the twins."

His jaw tightens. "Please tell me you ...