REBECCA
Welcome to the new home, Reiner whispered as he kissed me. Mrs. Storm-Henderson.
Those words were what made me stop kissing him - and for a good thirty seconds, all I could do was stare at him open-mouthed.
Why had he just called me by my maiden name and my married name, when since the day we had mated I had always been just Henderson?
Through it all, Reiner looked at me with a smirk, as if he was waiting for me to understand something.
“What ... are you saying?” I therefore asked, confused.
He shrugged, clasping his hands on my hips and pulling me up on the large island in the center of the kitchen. “I'm saying that, since we have a new house and all, I thought we could make some ... changes to our family, too,” he said. “Or to itsname. New house, new us. So I thought we cou
