“I have a proposition for you.”

Amelia’s eyes widened, her lips parting farther as she whooshed out a deep breath. “Go on,” she prompted, though it sounded as if she’d rather do just about anything else than hear whatever was coming next.

“Come with us.”

She blinked, shaking her head a little. “What do you mean?”

“At the end of the school year, I will take Cameron to my island to live. Come with him, and help him to adjust to his new life. Help him adjust to me.” The final request surprised Santos; he hadn’t planned on admitting how hard he was finding it to bond with his son, nor to forgive Cynthia for keeping their child a secret. Whenever he looked at Cameron he could see only what he’d missed out on, not what he’d gained.

“You’re asking me to go to Agrios Nisi with you?”