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Jordan sighed, running a hand through his hair as he sat cross-legged on Sara’s dresser, watching the girls rifle through clothing. It wasn’t even 8 AM, and yet Sara and…

Jordan shifted slightly in Sara’s hand as she carried him upstairs, his mind still turning over Tiffany’s words. A date. Not even a week into this new life, and somehow,…

Sara’s fingers continued their slow, deliberate strokes through Jordan’s hair, and despite himself, he shuddered. The sensation sent a wave of warmth through his body, but it was an involuntary…

Jordan felt a wave of warmth spread through his chest as Sara entered the kitchen. It wasn’t just because he saw her first—it was the realization of how much he…

Jordan took another bite of the bacon strip that Ellie dangled in front of him. The savory, smoky flavor coated his tongue, sending a small rush of nostalgia through his…

Ellie bounced down the stairs, her energy as effortless as ever. Yet, like Sara, she kept her hand steady, making sure Jordan wasn’t jostled much at all. He didn’t understand…