NINA
The drive was calm and peaceful. Kane's hand rested over mine as we watched the city pass by, with golden sunlight stretching across the skyline. Ezra slept in his carrier behind us, and his soft, rhythmic breathing was the only sound we heard.
“Kane,” I said for the third time, glancing sideways. “Are you going to tell me where we’re going?”
His lips curved slightly. That smug look that always made my heart flutter. “You’ll see. We’re almost there.”
I narrowed my eyes at him but let it go. The last few weeks had been a haze of diapers, midnight feedings, and deep, aching love for the tiny soul we brought into the world. I hadn’t had much time—or energy—to think about surprises.
But when we turned down a quiet street I didn’t recognize, something shifted in the air.
He slowed th
