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That was when the child raised its arms with a bright smile. Zaira had no dealings with children. Not even Arrow children.
- What am I supposed to do? - she said to Aden.
- Pick her up.
- Like a sack of supplies?
- A bit more carefully.

Zaira blew out a breath and, getting out of bed, began to pace. Since she was dressed in only a pair of black panties, the sight was distracting despite the serious nature of their discussion, but Aden didn’t tell her to put on clothes. He was an Arrow, not an idiot.