“Every night with you is a honeymoon, Kelly.”
My heart had done that little flip it seems to do whenever he says things like that.
“But if you mean am I upset we didn’t take a trip right now?”he continued.“Not a chance.”
He pressed a kiss into my hair.
“Evan’s still in school.He’s got baseball coming up.Kid won’t want to miss that.”
I smiled into his shoulder.I love that he knew I wouldn’t want to go away without Evan, too.
“That’s true.”
“But,”he added thoughtfully,“I was thinking maybe we do something this summer.”
“Oh?”
“We could fly to Greece,”he said casually, like he was suggesting a drive into town.“Rent a yacht.Sail around the islands for a couple weeks.”
I lifted my head to stare at him.
“Greece?”
He shrugged.
“Figured it’d be a hell of a family trip.”
He’s not wrong.I have always wanted to go there.
“That sounds amazing,”I told him honestly.
Then I kissed him.And maybe I showed him just how grateful I was.
Which led to round two.
Then three.
Then four.
Which is why I am currently sitting at my desk, trying very hard not to shift too much in my chair.And, nope, I am absolutely unrepentant about it.
The phone rings.
I reach for it automatically, still smiling to myself.
“Woodhaven Sawmill, this is Kelly?—”
“Mrs.Stevens?”
“It’s Lawrence,” I correct automatically.
The voice on the other end is tight.
Professional.
But there’s something underneath it that makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.
“Sorry, that’s right.Apologies, Mrs.Lawrence.”
