Nathan’s POV

I can’t believe I’m taking my wife home to our place. It seems so surreal. It’s been less than 24 hours since we declared our love for each other, and I already think we have an unbreakable bond. I know that sounds unbelievable, but I’m getting rid of the contract.

We arrived home and took the elevator up to our floor. I punch in the code and then lift Amelie bridal style.

“Welcome home, Mrs. Michaels,” I stated.

“Nathan,” she giggled.

“Another threshold. The start of our new life in our home,” I said with a grin.

“Nathan, that’s a sweet thing to say,” Amelie said, smiling.

“It’s...