Ivan
Dina comes down the hall and stops when she sees the scene in front of her. Nefera sitting on the floor laughing, and me getting away from a two-year-old boy. Goddess, if she starts laughing, I don't know if I can handle it.
I'm not an idiot. I know children this young can't sense the bond. Luke thought it would be funny, but it's because he doesn't have a child of his own. He wouldn't joke like that if his daughter was the focus of everything.
Remy was always a friendly kid. He wasn't as serious as his brothers or cousins, acting more like his uncle Lane, who'd been a legend to the rest of us when we were kids, and that's what worried me.
Lane was the kind of guy you wanted to be around. We idolized him. He was popular too, especially with girls. Lane had a new girl on his arm every week, and even if they all knew he was like that, they still lined up for him.
