Chapter 54 Monday Magic

• The next morning, the world stirred before they did.
• The baby monitor crackled, offering a soft whimper—Noah, this time—and the faint rustle of Olivia kicking her blanket off again. Emma opened one eye, groaning slightly as she reached for the monitor. Lucas was already out of bed, slipping into a T-shirt, his hair tousled and sticking up at impossible angles.
• “I’ve got them,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to her forehead.