~Aaron's POV
When we finally reached our house, I set the twins down in their little beds, tucking them in with whispers and kisses.
The twins were asleep, their tiny chests rising and falling gently under the soft covers. I leaned against the doorway, watching Katherine for a moment, and then felt something stir inside me that I hadn't expected.
She turned slowly, her eyes locking on mine, and I could see that spark, that hunger, the heat of the day, the thrill of being alone together finally settling into something more. I stepped closer, and she took a step back, a shy smile teasing her lips. "Aaron…" she whispered, and the sound of her voice made my pulse hammer faster.
Before I could say anything, she turned and ran toward the bedroom. I followed immediately, and the second she tried to evade me, I caught her gently by the waist, pulling her into my chest. Our lips met in a slow, deliberate kiss, the kind that melted everything else away, the day, the guests, the laughter.
