Rosalie also felt the same way in the morning. Her heart softened from what Nox said, and she responded with a smile, "Maybe. Thank you for taking care of her. I’m more at ease.”

Nox swore and patted his little chest as his childlike voice assured, "Don't worry, Mommy. Brother, and I will continue to take care of her!"

Rosalie burst out laughing.

Hearing the little guy's assurance and Rosalie's light laughter, Byron could not help but glance through the rearview mirror. Their affectionate in