Chapter 73

• Hunter
• The sun was already setting below the horizon when I stepped back into Amelia and our son’s chamber, a mischievous grin playing on my lips. I entered the room, my eyes settling on the chaos of baby supplies scattered around. Amelia sighed as she wrestled with Aiden’s kicking legs, attempting to change his diapers.
• “Hey, Hunter, why’d you ask me to prepare dinner for everyone?” I inquired, my hands occupied with Aiden. She shot me a look of confusion, Aiden’s tiny sock slipping through her fingers. “What’s the occasion?” she added.