It takes me a few long moments to let everything about this day sink in. I look up at Darby, fighting back those fucking tears again. “Yeah?”
She nods, allowing her honest emotions to flow freely down her cheeks. “Merry Christmas, husband.”
I fist her hair and kiss her senseless as our family laughs and cries together in celebration. Releasing her lips, I rub the tip of my nose against hers. “Mommy,” I whisper.
I have the whole world on my lap, beaming at me with an enormous smile. Burying her face in my neck, she whispers back to me, “Daddy.”
The End