“Call me tomorrow? Let me know how you guys are doing?”

“I will. Thanks again, Nick. Tell Sam to call me if she needs to.”

“You got it.”

Sam came into the kitchen as Nick was ending the call with Christina. “We’re trying to relocate Josh. I wanted you to know.”

“That was Christina. She said Tommy is sleeping—really sleeping for the first time since AJ died—and she took his phone out of the bedroom. That’s why he missed the recall. She was freaking out that she might’ve done the wrong thing.”

“No, she didn’t,” Sam said with a sigh. “It’s good that he’s sleeping. I’ll let Malone know.”

“Can I tell her it’s okay?”

“Yeah, do that.”

He fired off a quick text to Christina, conveying Sam’s message.

She wrote right back. Thank you both. xo.

“She also said she’s talked Gonzo into seeing Trulo. They have an appointment tomorrow.”

“That’s good news. Let’s hope it helps.”

Nick put his arm around her and kissed her temple. “What’s up with the case?”

“We’re figuring that out now.” She looked up at him. “How’re you feeling?”

“Totally fine.”

“That’s not possible. You were in the hospital yesterday.”

Tipping her chin up, he kissed her. “I. Am. Totally. Fine.” Raising his brows, he added, “And ready to get back to normal around here.”

She smiled. “Message received. Let me see what’s what out there.”

“Could I say something you might not want to hear?”

“Um, I guess?”

“You’re suspended. That means technically, this case isn’t your problem.”

“Technically, you’re right, but I’m invested, and I want to help, especially with Gonzo out for who knows how long.”

“I understand, but I need my wife. You cleared my schedule for the next few days. You’re suspended. You know what this means, right?”

“Ummm—”

“It means you’re mine. All mine. For days.”

“I thought that was our plan when we go to Bora Bora.”

“So you’re saying no to unexpected bonus days?”

“Definitely not saying no. I’m saying let me figure out a few things and get back to you.”

“You know where to find me.”

“Yes, I do.” She patted his face and kissed him. “Go to bed. You need your rest.”

“That’s not what I need.”

“I’m going to have to dial it back in year two if this is how you’re going to behave when you hear the word no.”

“You’re not dialing back anything. We’re perfect exactly the way we are.”

Smiling up at him, she said, “You’ve got to let go so I can get rid of the people in our living room.”