Sawyer's Special Delivery. Nicole Foster

I wasn’t expecting to see you here again.”

      Sawyer shrugged, shifting his focus to Joey. “I wanted to see how the two of you were doing.” Almost as if it were an involuntary gesture, he reached out and very gently brushed a finger over Joey’s cheek. Joey gave a little gurgling sigh and seemed to look in Sawyer’s direction.

      Sawyer smiled and Maya blinked, swallowing hard.

      “I think he remembers me,” Sawyer said.

      “Well, you do make a pretty good first impression,” she managed around the lump in her throat. “And I think you’ve been here with him as much as I have.”

      “Not quite.” He went down on one knee, draping an arm over the back of Maya’s chair and reaching out to touch Joey’s tiny hand. The baby latched onto the end of his finger. “Hey, you’ve got a pretty good grip for a little guy.”