Aurora
I lifted my camera quickly, pretending that I wasn’t suddenly too warm inside my heavy winter jacket, pretending that his gaze wasn’t crawling across my skin and flooding my chest with warmth I had no business feeling.
Noel shifted lightly in his carrier, and that tiny movement was the only thing keeping me grounded.
I placed my finger on the shutter.
Click.
The entire family is standing proudly on the steps.
Click.
The queen’s serene expression and the king’s strong posture.
Click.
Leon’s eyes were still fixed directly on me as I focused the camera on him.
My pulse jumped so hard I felt it against the straps of the baby carrier, and for a split second I panicked.
Was Noel feeling my racing heart? Was he picking up on my sudden nervousness or the way my breath kept stutte
