Chapter 5

Brennan's POV

Brennan carried the bouquet of two dozen blush roses and the velvet jewelry box up the front porch steps.

He had managed to trade the second half of his 24-hour shift with Miller.

He knew he had handled the conversation badly the night before.

There had been a time when Scarlett only had to mention a baby for him to start talking about names and tiny fire boots. He had wanted that life with her. He still did.

But last night, when she asked him directly, all he could think about was Eve.

Eve had already lost one…