March 26th

 “These flowerbeds are going to look great this summer.”

Eden leaned against Ian by the window of the large living room, above the flowerbeds that Johnson and his men, including young Trubshawe, were preparing, burying the flower bulbs.

“Amara is growing, too. It's late March, spring is in the air.”

Ian put his arm around his omega’s shoulders and drew her closer. 

It was still a shock for him to know she was his.

“Do you think it's possible to be this happy?" asked Eden.

“No, not usually," he replied, smiling. Then he leaned over to tickle Eden’s earlobe with his tongue, watching for her reaction. 

“But I...