He nodded, turning the card over in his hand and putting his finger under the fold to do just that. Emily was practically bouncing as he pulled it out of the envelope and looked at the front and shook his head. A large teddy bear was on the front, a smaller teddy bear holding the hand of the large one. It was perfect, it was them and he loved it before he even opened it.
"How did I get so lucky" he leaned in, kissing her on the forehead as she continued to bounce with anticipation. "Damon oh my gosh just open it!" she said, losing her normal composure for a moment, he raised an eyebrow but obliged, opening the card to read it out loud.
"To the best husband a woman could ever ask for. I love you…Happy…" he paused as he finished reading her note, his eyes widening.
Damon would be the first person to say he was a big talker. Good or bad, he was not afraid to give his opinion, and he rarely was rendered speechless. This was one of those moments.
They stood in the middle of the kitchen for a moment, the food on the stove, the coffee in the mug, everything else was put on pause as he stared at the card in his hand, Emily standing in front of him with a nervous smile. "Damon you are making me nervous, say something." She said, reaching out and touching his arm, breaking the spell. He shook his head, trying to clear the overwhelming feelings that had struck him. "Is this real…" he said, looking from the card to her then back again. She nodded, her eyes watering up at the look of pure bewilderment he had, "It's real."
"You're…I'm…" He ran his hands through his hair, trying (and failing miserably) to steady his racing heart. He was speechless and he set the card down, wrapping his arms around Emily and clinging to her like a lifeline. She leaned her head against his chest, holding him close and rubbing her hands up his back in a comforting motion. He ran his fingers through her tangled brown hair, mumbling incoherently into her head.
"What was that?" she asked, leaning back to look at his face. It was covered in tears, a huge smile forming as realization seemed to finally sink in.
He shook his head, "I can't believe it, I don't know what I did to deserve you, to deserve this, but I am so grateful." He took her back in his arms, his thumb rubbing circles in her sides. He stole a glance at the card again, his heart skipping a beat.
To the best husband a woman could ever ask for. I love you, Happy Father's Day.