Eliora's POV "Daddy's home!" Ezra's shout echoed through the hallway before the front door had even fully closed, his feet already pounding toward it."Wait for me," I called, though I knew it was pointless. Noah, beside me, didn't run. He always watched first, decided, then moved with purpose. By the time he reached the hallway, walking rather than sprinting, Ezra was already attached to Kian's leg."Hi Daddy," Noah said, holding both arms up.Kian crouched down immediately, scooping him into the same hug as Ezra, and for a second we were all tangled together in the hallway, Ezra wrapped around his neck, Noah's small hand resting flat against his father's chest like he was checking something was still there, me with my arm around all of them at once."This is a lot of love at once," Kian said, laughing into Ezra's hair."You deserve it," I said. "How was work?""Fine." He kissed my forehead, then my lips, brief and warm, before turning his attention to Noah, who was still holding o
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