Dominic
"Just one more stop?" Emma asked. Her green eyes held that mischievous sparkle I was quickly learning to both love and fear. "We need supplies for the new place."
We'd just dropped Lottie and Noah at kindergarten, where they'd proudly announced to everyone within earshot that they now had a "real mommy." The memory of Emma's face when they said it - soft and bright and a little teary - still made my chest tight.
"Whatever you want, Mrs. Sterling." I couldn't help saying it again, loving how the name made her blush.
"You're going to keep doing that, aren't you?" She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, trying to hide her smile.
"Doing what, Mrs. Sterling?"
"That!" She swatted my arm. "We've only been married for exactly..." She checked her phone. "Two hours and seventeen mi
