#Chapter 277 – Espionage

“Come on, little boys,” I call to Ian and Alvin as I stand up. “Come inside with me.” “What!” Alvin protests, running forward a little. “But there might be fireflies – the first ones of the season! We were going to –“ “Nope!” I say, putting my hand out towards them. “Inside!” “Whyyyy,” Ian whines, dragging his feet and letting his head fall backward. I bare my teeth at them a little, annoyed at their protest, every bit the mother wolf scolding her pups. When they see my expression my boys sigh but hurry their footsteps, eager to fall in line with my commands. I pull them close to either side of me when they climb the stairs to the deck, giving each a kiss on the head. Then, I glance down at Bridgette, whose eyes are fixed on Rafe, still coming across the lawn, his hands in his pockets, his expression sorrowful and contemplative. “Hey, Rafe!” I call too-cheerfully to him. He sighs and then raises his eyes to mine. “Hey, Evelyn,” he says, without heart in it. Then his eyes mov