Elena’s POV

Cole drives with one hand on the steering wheel, the other resting casually on my thigh, his thumb tracing small, absentminded circles on my skin. Although we are not in love and only got married because of the twins, we want to act like a real couple in front of them and the rest of the world. The twins chatter in the backseat, their excitement bubbling like a song, each word tumbling over the next as they compete to see who can talk faster.

I should be nervous, this is the first ...