Chapter Sixty-Nine
We ate dinner as a family and I have to admit that it was everything that I had hoped it would be. Everly in her highchair had done more playing with the noodles than eating them and her face and hair were smeared red with the flavorful meat sauce.
“Looks like someone needs a bath, but I don’t know if she can make it.” I said, leaning back from the table and looking over at Everly. Her cheeks were stained red and her eyes were dropping.
“She’s a bit of a mess,” Olivia said, stacking her silverware onto the plate with a delicate clink. She stood up, picking up her plate and moving around the table. “I’ll take your plate if you’re done.”
Reaching up, I took the plate from her hand, stacking it with mine. “I’ve got this, little wolf. Since you cooked such a good meal f
