One year later

Jude was sound asleep as I checked on him after dinner. He loved his sleep, and if any of us ever dared to wake him, he’d let you know by giving you an angry look with a deep crease between his brows. Didn’t know that one-year-olds could be so damn expressive, but I loved it. It was the cutest thing ever.

I had something planned tonight, and I knew Jude wouldn’t be waking up until the sun came out. I closed his bedroom door and walked into my bedroom to pull out a lingerie ...