He couldn't help but smile his best, shyest and pleased smile. He was so happy he'd finally gotten up the courage to propose to her on his birthday and mostly that she'd said yes. He couldn't wait to call her his wife.
Carefully, Sam looked into the door she'd opened. It looked like a picture of the palace at Troy, until he blinked a few times and realized this wasn't a picture.
"Anne..." he said softly. "Thank you." he kissed the top of her head and pulled her in with the free arm that wasn't holding Aidan snug against him. "Happy birthday, honey."