(Nathaniel)
Wednesday morning, I found Amelia in the kitchen drinking coffee. She was already dressed for work, and her handbag rested on the counter. I walked over and kissed her cheek before reaching for a cup. She greeted me with a smile.
"Good morning," I said. "I thought you'd already left." I glanced at the clock. "What time is the baby's procedure?"
"Nine," she answered. "I have to meet the surgical team before then." She finished her coffee. "I wanted to see Ethan before leaving."
I told her he was upstairs getting dressed. My mother had gone to check on him a few minutes earlier. Amelia reached for her handbag, but I caught her hand. She turned toward me.
"I enjoyed last night," I told her. "Especially the part where you kissed me." I grinned when she laughed. "I've been thin
