“Got it all figured out, do you?”
He shook his head. “No. But we’ll figure it out together. I’ll find out if you’re a blanket hog.”
“I am.”
“Handily, I sleep hot. You’ll never be cold.”
I huffed out a laugh. “Do you snore?”
“Only when I drink whiskey. I’ve pretty much quit drinking though.”
I frowned. “Why?”
“Partying just felt empty. Maybe I’ve been slowly getting ready to find you all along.”
My eyebrows shot up. “I don’t know what to say to that.”
“Say you just want to figure things out with me. That’s all I ask.” He kissed my forehead. “To start.”
“You’re never going to let me have peace again, are you?”
“Baby, you’re going to be a Murdock. There’s no peace in your future.”
My heart kicked. “You say that like it’s a foregone conclusion.”
“For me it is.”
“You’re nuts.” I tried to push him away.
“Falling for you is going to be the easiest thing I’ve ever done. I’m already halfway there.” His eyes searched mine. “I’ll let you catch up.” He backed away from me and took my hand, drawing me out of the prep area. “How’s tomorrow sound?”
“Ripley.”
“Okay, next week.”
“Ripley!”
“Okay, final answer. February first.”
I laced my fingers around the back of his neck. “We’ll see.”
But I already knew.
Forever started on the side of a winding road when he rescued me.
The rest would fall into place.
Epilogue
Ripley
Summer
Mercy Hart was goingto be the death of me.
I cranked the hand pump on the jack. “How the hell did you get a flat tire? I just put new tires on this stupid van.”
“Probably a nail.” Mercy was leaning against the van, all innocence.
