Alissa walked back into the living room, and sat back down.
“Okay. Smells good.”
“Oh, I love the smell of brewing coffee.”
“So, do you have a husband, children, Kailey?”
“No. I’m married to my work. My lifestyle isn’t really the type for kids. I’m gone a lot.” I paused and smoothed Saralynn’s curls. “I could get used to this really fast, though.”
Alissa smiled. For the first time, I felt a motherly feeling overwhelm me, and I felt...
Please subscribe to keep reading.