My husband left for a vacation just days before my scheduled C-section with our twins—but when he finally came back, his knees were trembling.

deleted the invitation. Then typed:

Already exactly where I want to be.

A knock sounded at the front door.

Frank stood outside.

Trevor picked up the tag, smiled, then handed Frank the second diaper bag.

Frank laughed. “Does this resort ever close?”

Trevor shook his head. “Best booking I ever made!”

I finished getting ready while continue reading …