She stroked the side of his cheek. “Not only can but do.”
“Good, because I was thinking now that Kenna brought up the subject of marriage to Lucy, we can move up the date when we sayI doin public.”
El twisted her arms around his neck, and her heart fluttered. “Well, kind, sir, I think this is the type of decision that needs to be sealed with a kiss.”
She didn’t have to ask twice, but his head dropped and his lips pressed against hers. Not a passionate kiss. But the sweet, tender kiss of a promise of working together to keep their pastsin the past where they belonged, so they could enjoy their future together as husband and wife and as Lucy’s parents.
He released her and looked her in the eye. “I promise I’ll never leave you either.”
She held up her little finger and grinned. “Pinky promise?”
He threw back his head and laughed before locking fingers with her. “Pinky promise.”
“Hey, no fair,” Lucy called out from the truck. “I want to pinky promise someone too.”
El and Gabe looked at each other and smiled, then joined her at the truck. This wouldn’t be the last time Lucy would want to be included in their newfound family, something El prayed the three of them would experience for a lifetime.
