More than I ever wanted.
Approaching the house, Grey glances over at me and asks, “What do you want me to cook for dinner tonight? Something special?”
Grandpa and Morgan are sitting on the garden porch, soaking in the beautiful late afternoon.
“How about we order something instead?” I suggest, not wanting to make him spend two hours in the kitchen today.
I want them all to be as close as possible, which is my way of celebrating our life together.
“Pizza!” Misha shouts from behind us, making me snicker.
Of course.
“Who eats pizza for an anniversary?” Oliver mutters, but I hear the smile in his voice.
“People with taste,” Misha fires back.
Well, facts.
When we reach the fence of our expansive garden, we step through and unleash the dogs. Doctor immediately bolts toward Morgan while Peanut takes his time, leisurely making his way to Grandpa.
“How was the meadow?” Morgan asks with a smile as we come to stand beside them.
“Amazing, as always,” I reply, returning her smile. “But the garden looks just as beautiful. You guys did an incredible job with the flowers.”
Morgan beams with pride. “I just planted them. Grandpa decided which ones would look best together. When one set of flowers stops blooming, the next batch starts right on time.”
I glance at Grandpa, who strokes his mustache with his right hand. “Everything has its time,” he says, his eyes twinkling.
“It does,” I agree with a grin.
“And it’s almost time for dinner,” Misha chimes in. “You guys good with pizza?”
“Oh yeah, that sounds perfect.” Morgan beams. “Let me text Rob. He’s finishing up work in a few minutes, and he can pick up the pizza on his way home. That way, we won’t have to wait for delivery.”
“Amazing. Just get the usual, please,” Oliver says with a smile.
A moment later, Morgan’s phone buzzes, and she reads out, “Sounds like it’ll take about an hour. He has to drop Willow off somewhere first. Do you still want him to bring it, or should we order instead?”
“No, let him bring it,” Grey says with a mischievous grin. “We can find something to do for an hour.”
“I don’t want to know.” Morgan puts up a finger at him. “Just let me keep the puppies, and I’m happy.”
I stick my tongue out at her, and she returns the gesture, making us both giggle as the guys and I head inside.
“So, what are we doing for the next hour?” Misha murmurs in my ear when I come to a stand inside.
“Well,I’mgoing to change into something more comfortable, and you still have flowers stuck all over your hair,” I tease with a grin. He grabs the flower from my ear and twirls it in between his fingers.
“Sounds like we all should lose our clothes,” Grey murmurs.
I turn and find all three of them giving me that familiar, hungry look. Without another word, I sprint up the stairs, laughing as Jamie’s voice chimes in through the speakers.
“Hello, Amelia.”
“Hey, Jamie. I’m a little busy right now,” I reply, panting as I run, the sound of the others chasing close behind.
“I’m detecting an elevated heart rate. Are you all right?” Jamie asks, sounding concerned.
