“Nope,” he said, unlocking and unalarming the door so we could enter. “I wanted us to have at least one night. I’m sure they will know come morning, but for tonight we will not be bothered.”
“You sure about that?” I joked. His phone liked to ring constantly day and night it seemed. Not that he answered it every time.
“No,” he laughed. “ButIwant one night with just the three of us. Everyone else can wait until tomorrow.”
Once in the house, Zachariah left me to unbuckle Joshua as he went to make a bottle. The diaper bag sat beside the carrier on the couch. I knew come morning, everyone would show up and we wouldn’t have a moment to ourselves. But otherwise, it really was good to be home. I missed this. All of this.
I smiled at Zachariah as he handed over the bottle to me.
“I’m going to go change, then I’ll be back. After you feed him, there’s something I want to show you,” he said before kissing the top of my head.
I nodded, letting my eyes close at the contact.
How could he always make me feel so loved with a simple touch?
