Kyra's POV
"More! More!" Snow squealed, her face bright with joy as she pointed at the basketball hoop.
I smiled and put more tokens in the machine. The sound of tickets falling mixed with Snow's giggles, warming my heart. Nathan carried her on his shoulders, her little legs dangling against his chest as she tried to shoot the ball. I stood beside them, collecting balls and handing them to her.
"You're getting better, little pup," Nathan encouraged her, bouncing slightly to make her laugh. The sound of his voice was so tender and patient with her.
"Higher, Nathan! I need to be higher!" Snow demanded, and without hesitation, he adjusted her on his shoulders, his large hands securely holding her legs.
"Like this, princess?" he asked. My heart ached watching him with our daughter, not knowing she was his.
