"You're allowed to be a silly girl, Nina," Frank reminded her. She was a soldier, a powerful Grisha, and a mother now. But she wasn't even twenty-one and she had a lot of childhood to make up for in some ways. So Frank figured, let her be silly. Let her fall for a pair of blue eyes and some cheekbones. She'd earned it.

He kissed her forehead gently. "Well, if you need the apartment to yourself, I can set up downstairs for a while."