“Hmm...” I had all the important stuff unpacked, and we’d bought a lot of new things. The guest room was full of classroom supplies I didn’t use often and seasonal decorations. “I can’t think of what I should be excited about.”
“The red suspenders.”
A hum started between my thighs. I was programmed for this man. Completely and irrevocably his. “I seem to recall those.”
“I’ll make sure you remember.”
Hank stood in the dining room, a steaming mug in his hands. “You two leaving for Mae’s soon?”
“We’ve got a few minutes,” Gideon said.
Summer and Jonah were at Mama’s tonight, showing off their new little boy. Eliott Darin Dunn, an ode to Jonah’s late brother, Eli. Tate and Scarlett were taking the kids over, same with Summer and Myles. Hank was staying home and catching up on sleep. He’d been working hard with Gideon to get the harvest in. They hadn’t planted all their acreage, but they had a tidy pile to sell to Copper Summit.
I was a farm wife, about to be a mom. I’d come a long way since I’d been refused entrance into a trendy club.
Hank disappeared back into the kitchen.
Gideon pressed a kiss into my hair. “This has been the best year of my life.”
“And to think it all started with a bourbon-fueled fake marriage.”
“Nothing about us was ever fake.” The next kiss was on my mouth. “Our bourbon promises were very real.”
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