“We were expecting you tomorrow,” I whisper when he reaches me.”
“I couldn’t stay away a moment longer.”
I smile. He smiles back, and I know we’re just standing, smiling stupidly into each other’s faces, but I don’t care.
“Put me down, Dad,” Preston complains finally, breaking the moment.
Landon chuckles and lowers the boys to the ground, then squats to look at Penelope in the stroller. She flutters her eyelashes at him, and he literally melts, the way he always does when she uses her considerable charms on him.
He looks up at me. In the background, I can hear Preston telling Joe that he wants to sit in front.
“I love you,” Landon mouths the words silently.
I start to smile again. “I love you too.”