One months after taking control of both family fortunes, I woke up to the sound of Dominic singing in the shower. Something silly about ducks that made the twins giggle every morning.

"Good morning, beautiful," he said, emerging with a towel around his waist.

"Good morning yourself." I pulled him down for a kiss. "The kids are still sleeping. We have maybe ten minutes."

"Ten whole minutes? What should we do with all that time?"

I showed him exactly what I had in mind.

Later, over ...