CHAPTER 77

Mark The bags under Sutton’s eyes worried me almost as much as the way she kept rubbing her lower back. The twins were a lot for her small frame to carry. As much as I loved watching her with child with my babies, I knew I would breathe a sigh of releif when they finally arrived. She reached over and tucked her hand into mine, almost absentmindedly. It was these little touches that really pulled at my heartstrings. The love that I have for this woman scared me sometimes. I didn’t have...