Bruce's POV

My joy knew no bounds when Beverly called me this morning. My mate was finally coming home!

I was at the airport three hours early with Emma strapped to my chest in a baby carrier because sitting at home waiting would have driven me insane and at least here I could pace without Margaret watching me with pitying eyes.

Emma babbled against my shirt and grabbed at my collar while I checked Beverly's flight status for the hundredth time. On time. Landing in forty minutes. I had ...