When we finally pulled apart, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can't wait to see what they'll be like."
"Me neither," I replied, my hands brushing lightly against her back.
"Do you think they'll be calm, like you?" she asked, a teasing lilt in her voice.
"Calm? Me?" I laughed. "You must have me confused with someone else."
She grinned. "Okay, fine. Do you think they'll be mischievous, like you?"
"Absolutely," I said, smirking. "But I hope they have your heart. Your kindness."
She leaned into me, her arms tightening around my waist. "They'll be perfect, no matter what. Because they'll have you to guide them."
"And you to love them," I added, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
As we left the dome room, we found a small café tucked away in a quiet corner. We grabbed drinks—iced tea for Ai and a black coffee for me—and found a cozy spot by a window overlooking an outdoor pond.
