“I want you to, but you need to heal. You’re probably too sore. How about burgers?”
“Let’s back up here, I want to get back to me being too sore. I’m sure I’d manage.”
“Rawley Jamison Bowman, you will behave until you’re completely healed. You know the doctor didn’t even want you to go back to work part-time.”
“What’s that got to do with me wanting you?”
Skylar laughed. “Because if you’re not supposed to be back, you’re not all healed.” She sighed. “I don’t want you to get hurt.”
“Darlin’, I’d feel a lot better if we were in bed.”
“Are you in the office?” She hissed.
Rawley laughed. “No. I’m in the elevator. No one can hear me but you.”
“How about we talk about it later?”
“Talking about it is the last thing I want to do.”
“I’m heading to town to get some shopping done. I’ll see you tonight.”
“Your house, right?”
“Yes. I’m going before you talk me into something. I love you.”
He chuckled. “I love you too. Later, sweetheart.” He disconnected.
Skylar smiled as she put the phone down, then dressed. She pulled her coat on, and beanie over her head, opened the door and stepped into freezing cold.
“Damn, it’s cold. I hope we have a white Christmas.” She locked the door behind her, climbed into her SUV, started it, pressed the heated seat button, then headed to town.
After parking, she walked along the sidewalk, then entered the antique shop.
“Hey, Skylar,” Maggie said when she saw her.
“Hi, Maggie. How are you today?”
“Wonderful. Are you here to finally get that lamp?”
“You still have it?”
“We do.”
Skylar shook her head. “I’m not shopping for me. Maybe after the holidays if it’s still here.”
“Okay. What can I help you with?”
“I want to find a gift for Rawley’s mother. He said she loves antiques.”
“Oh, she does. She’s in here a lot. She kept asking about a certain piece of Kings Crown Ruby Red Thumbprint, but we didn’t have the piece at the time, but we do now. Let me show you.”
Skylar followed Maggie to a shelf on the back wall.
“Darla wanted me to call her if we got any in, but it just arrived and I haven’t had a chance to call her.”
Skylar looked at the pitcher and four goblets. They were beautiful. She looked at the tag and took a deep breath, then looked at Maggie.
“I’ll take it.”
