"Surprise," Nessa murmurs sleepily. Ewan's trick with the aura and hair stroking worked. It always does. "Won't tell, Daddy."

I kiss her head once more and tuck her back into bed. We whisper good nights and I stand from the bed. I sigh slightly as he rubs my back and then turn to collapse my face against his chest. The steady breathing of the twins are the only sounds in the room aside from the beating of his heart.

I love you. I love this, Ewan.