Chapters (107)
- Glossary
- One
- Josh
- Two
- Delaney
- Three
- Delaney
- Four
- Delaney
- Five
- Josh
- Six
- Delaney
- Seven
- Josh
- Eight
- Delaney
- Nine
- Josh
- Ten
- Delaney
- Eleven
- Josh
- Twelve
- Delaney
- Thirteen
- Delaney
- Fourteen
- Delaney
- Fifteen
- Josh
- Sixteen
- Josh
- Seventeen
- Delaney
- Eighteen
- Delaney
- Nineteen
- Josh
- Twenty
- Delaney
- Twenty-One
- Delaney
- Twenty-Two
- Delaney
- Twenty-Three
- Delaney
- Twenty-Four
- Josh
- Twenty-Five
- Josh
- Twenty-Six
- Delaney
- Twenty-Seven
- Delaney
- Twenty-Eight
- Josh
- Twenty-Nine
- Delaney
- Thirty
- Delaney
- Thirty-One
- Delaney
- Thirty-Two
- Delaney
- Thirty-Three
- Josh
- Thirty-Four
- Delaney
- Thirty-Five
- Josh
- Thirty-Six
- Delaney
- Thirty-Seven
- Josh
- Thirty-Eight
- Delaney
- Thirty-Nine
- Josh
- Forty
- Delaney
- Forty-One
- Delaney
- Forty-Two
- Delaney
- Forty-Three
- Josh
- Forty-Four
- Delaney
- Forty-Five
- Delaney
- Forty-Six
- Delaney
- Forty-Seven
- Delaney
- Forty-Eight
- Josh
- Forty-Nine
- Delaney
- Fifty
- Delaney
- Fifty-One
- Delaney
- Epilogue
- Delaney
- Also by Wendy Smith
- About the Author
Without a word, he slides the key in the lock and turns. After pushing the door open, he disarms the alarm and we step inside.
“Do you remember when we had our date here?”
I smile. “You mean when you burned the toasted sandwiches?”
He laughs. “Yes. And you fell in love with the kitchen.”
Nodding, I squeeze his hand. “Oh, I remember.”
“It’s yours, Delaney. Well, ours. I bought the house.”
My mouth falls open. “I … we …”
“I’m not saying you have to move up here. You’re so close to work and school, and it makes sense for you to stay where you are. But later on, when you and Amelia are with me, we can come back here for holidays and reminisce about when we fell in love again.”
Despite my earlier promise not to cry, I tear up. “Josh.”
“And with you not wanting security, this is also a getaway if you’re harassed. You can shut yourself up here and close the gates and get any time away you need.”
My heart’s so full, it might just burst. Right when I was dealing with all the hurt of someone I knew betraying me, and trying to cope mentally with the fallout over something so simple as people knowing about our daughter, Josh goes and does something incredible like this.
“You’re crazy.”
He laughs, wrapping his arms around me and kissing my temple. “Like I keep saying—crazy about you.”
I raise my face, and a soft kiss turns into more and then I’m lost as the heat of the moment takes over.
And when we break apart, Josh presses his forehead to mine. “Want to explore?”
“Yes.” I grin.
“Come on.”
I didn’t tour the house last time I was here. We got as far as the kitchen and the room where we watched the movie, but the house is so much more than that. The first place we reach is the kitchen where I run my index finger over the shiny appliances and across the marble benchtop. Josh almost has to drag me into the next room which I’ve seen before, but then he leads me upstairs to a large hallway with five bedrooms. And right at the end is the massive master bedroom, with a big bed and a huge bay window.
I was right about the breathtaking views.
“The deal includes all the furniture. Richard wasn’t interested in getting it shipped out of here. The beds down the other end of the hallway are new, so we can swap this one out for one of those and have a new bed. It’s all ours.” Josh smiles.
“This is insane.” I sit on the end of the bed, grab his hand, and pull him to me.