Aleda. The name sounded familiar, but only just. Must have been the nanny they hired after he brought Abel home. Free daycare, however, would be a blessing. Sure he could call on the neighbors now and then, but that wouldn't be half the drain that his current daycare was.

"Will they take Abel?" They weren't married. Not here anyway. Tara's bonds with Abel weren't by blood or by law, which always complicated things.

But that seemed almost secondary compared to Tara's hands over his back and waist. Everything fell away when Tara was looking at him. "You're here with me. That's what feels the most real."