The family of three had just finished their wedding photoshoot on the beach.
The little one, wearing an oversized sun hat, lounged on a beach chair, sipping from a large coconut with a look of pure contentment.
Beauty was fast asleep nearby.
She had assumed that taking wedding photos would be an utterly joyful experience—and it was—but the physical exhaustion had nearly overwhelmed her.
"Daddy, Daddy, do we still have another set of wedding photos to take in Chicago?"
"That's right.
Because that's where Mommy grew up, and where I first met her.
So we have one more shot at the old house.
You've been there with Mommy before, haven't you?"
Lucas took a long swig from his soda can before answering in a low voice.
If it weren't for the Chicago shoot, Beauty would have seriously considered skipping the last set.
She was utterly drained, and the fact that their little one seemed to have boundless energy only made it worse.
