The soft glow of early morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, painting the bedroom in warm hues of gold and amber. Emma stirred, her eyes fluttering open to find Liam already awake, watching her with a tender smile. "Morning, beautiful," he murmured, leaning in to press a soft kiss to her forehead. Emma stretched, a contented sigh escaping her lips. "Morning. How long have you been awake?" Liam shrugged, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on her arm. "A while. I like watching you sleep." Emma raised an eyebrow, a teasing smile playing at her lips. "Creepy much?" Liam laughed, pulling her closer. "Hey, I'm allowed. It's in the husband handbook." As they lay there, basking in the warmth of each other's presence, Emma felt a familiar flutter in her stomach. It had been two month

