bright red. “As I was saying, Devin has come home. And he’d better forget anything my husband might have been imagining right now.” She cocked an eyebrow at Devin. “If he knows what’s good for him.”
“Trust me, I’d love to forget the image of Skye au natural. Interesting dragon tat, Rhia.”
She play-smacked him on the shoulder.
“Sorry.” Devin laughed. “Forgotten. I swear. Please, God, let me forget.”
Skye’s eyes cleared and he grinned. “Can you blame me when I have such a beautiful wife? Welcome home, Dev. How about some breakfast?”
“Thanks.” Devin pulled out a chair for Rhiannon at the table and took a seat across from her. “So, how is everyone?”
“Meara has hit her terrible twos.”
“And gets into all kinds of trouble like her mother did at that age.” Skye placed three plates of eggs, bacon and hash browns on the table, along with a basket of bread, and joined them.
“Don’t listen to him. I was an angel. She takes after her daddy.”
“You were a little hellion, love, and adorable.”
“I guess I was.” Rhiannon laughed. “Lucky you were always there to save me. The other day Skye was at home with Meara and forgot to lock the studio door. Before he could stop her, she had half of the house finger painted with bright red and blue handprints. I thought I’d never get all the blue paint off of the floor.”
“She was supposed to be napping,” Skye protested.
“Mmmhmm. Have you been to see Liv and the others?”
“Not yet. I plan to stop by the clinic after here, then Ryan’s and Liv’s.” Devin wondered how much he should tell them, and if Skye already knew.
“And you’ll go to her then. Be careful. She’s dangerous.” Of course he knew, and that meant Rhiannon knew, too.
“Everyone deserves a second chance, Skye, even Arianne. What she did was wrong, but she isn’t evil, didn’t deserve to imprisoned. A thousand years is a long time to wait, to think.” Still, was it long enough for either of them?
Chapter 5
Devin spent the morning with Skye and Rhia before stopping to see Maggie and Meara. He flashed to Kate’s clinic, but found the Closed sign in place. “Must have had a house call.” Maybe he’d catch her at home. Allie would be getting out of class about now. If he walked, he might meet up with her along the way. Or he could spend the time visiting with Ryan and surprise her when she came home.
Pulling on his power, he flashed to the big farmhouse Ryan shared with Kate, and knocked on the door. Somewhere inside a piano tinkled, stopped, and was replaced by heavy footsteps. Ryan held two-year-old Aaron on his hip. Just as fair-haired as his mom, with Ryan’s bottle green eyes, Aaron leaned out for Devin and kicked his feet the minute the door was open. “Deveen!”
“Hey, Devin. Skye called and said you might be headed this way. Come in.”
“Thanks. Hey, pal.” He took Aaron from his father’s arms and settled him on his hip. The child tried to share his slobbery pacifier, which he politely pretended to take, then gave back. “Are you helping Da write today?”
“Yes. Yes. Notes. Play.”
“ Play seems to be his favorite word these days. Just don’t say N-O. Bad things happen.”
“Oh, really? Like what?” Could be Allie and Raine weren’t the only children with powers.
“Pictures fly off the walls.”
“Hmm. May be telekinesis emerging.”
“It gets really windy, like being outside in the middle of a tornado.”
“Perhaps ending the spell unleashed magic that never should have been locked away. You have a hint of it with your healing gifts. Liv and Skye with their telepathy, though I’m not entirely sure that isn’t a twin thing. And then Skye’s empathy is definitely unheard of.”
“Allie is much stronger, too. I missed out on so much because of my pride. She’ll be grown up and gone before I know it. Just a couple of years left with her.”
“You’re here now, Ryan. That’s what