I think Gideon is going to be very, very happy tonight when he finds out about the deal I made with Dinah. In exchange for half of Steve’s money, she burned all the blackmail evidence she had against him and Savannah. I know it’s gone for good, because I stood at the fireplace with her while she lit the match and torched the USB drive, the printed photos, and the legal papers which she haughtily informed me would never have been filed.

It was the same fireplace where Brooke and her baby died, but I try not to think about that too much. Brooke is gone. So is Callum’s unborn child. Nothing is going to bring them back, though, and all we can do now is put the whole tragic ordeal behind us.

I reach out to hold Reed’s hand. “Are you okay? Are you feeling better about everything?”

“Yeah,” he admits. “I’m definitely relieved that I’m not going to prison, but I’m still pissed at your—at Steve. And I’m angry at my mother, too. But…I’m trying to let it go.”

I completely understand. “What about Easton? Does he seem weird to you lately?” Easton has been strangely subdued this past week.

“I don’t know. I think he might be all twisted up over a girl.”

I flip over on my side. “Seriously?”

The side of Reed’s mouth quirks up. “Seriously.”

“Wow.” I shake my head in astonishment. “Hell’s frozen over.”

“Yup.”

Before I have a chance to grill him more, Callum yells from the foyer. “Dinner’s ready.”

Reed pulls me to my feet. “C’mon, let’s go downstairs. The family’s waiting.”

I love that word, and I love the boy who’s taking my hand and leading me out the door so we can join our family.

My family.

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