Lance's POV
I rushed to my room, pausing at the door with a smile.
I saw Maisie wean Dylan, till he fell asleep.
I watched her place him on his crib, kissing his forehead, before turning back to me, her eyes widened in surprise as she saw me, I smiled at her and she gave me a small smile in return.
She looked tired but content. I smiled back as she walked over to me, hugging my neck.
“You are home late, ” she murmured, resting her chin on my shoulder.
"I was waiting for you," She added.
“Sorry! Got caught up in what I wanted to do," I said, rubbing her back lightly.
I felt her sigh, “Well, I guess it doesn't matter now, because here you are,"
My arms tightened around her waist and I smiled down at her, “Here I am,"
She returned my smile and pressed her lips against mine. I kissed her back, gently this time.