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CHRISTOPHER
Checking the time, I sat up, rubbing my sleep-filled eyes. The fact that Emma lay next to me making small snoring sounds filled my heart in a way nothing ever had.
She’s home.
I had to wonder how things could feel so right for both of us, but not for anyone else who loved us.
It wasn’t as if I’d never come up against the occasional hardhead or prejudiced type before. I’d spent decades negotiating deals with a number of characters who exhibited those exact traits. It looked liked I’d just have to step up my game with Emma’s parents and my daughters. This woman and our baby were the most significant part of my life now. I had to make our families understand and accept that fact.
Getting up at five in the morning wasn’t my usual routine, but I knew Sebastien was an early
