Heather found herself crying. “Of course I will.” The key weighed heavily in her hand. “Who’d have thought we’d both end up married.”
“Never doubted it for a second.”
“What do you think of Gavin?”
“Just your type.”
“What makes you say that?”
“The opposite of David.”
“Ouch.”
Donna smiled. “And now I’ll go before this gets too emotional.”
“It already is.”
Donna held her close one last time. “I’ll miss you so much.”
“You too.” She slid the key into the lock, turning it one way and then the other. She pulled the door open, revealing Donna’s living room once again.
“Goodbye,” Donna said, stepping through. “Be sure to take care of yourself.”
“You too.”
Donna pulled the door closed. Heather took a deep breath before locking and unlocking it again. When she opened it Tanya was smiling at her. “Gavin’s been looking for you.”
Heather passed her the key, wiping her eyes before going to look for her husband.
She found him waiting for her by the door into the great hall. “My wife,” he said. “Ready for bed?”
She nodded. “As long as you keep me safe.”
“For the rest of our lives,” he said, slipping a hand around her shoulder.
They left the room together as the candles began to splutter.
Up in Heather’s bedchamber, the fire soon died down to embers. Neither husband nor wife noticed. They were far too busy.
