“After Sean, you were destined to find a really great guy.”

“How do you know he’s so great?” Sarah was only teasing, but Abby held her hand out toward her office door. “Go see.”

Sarah opened the door to her office, stopped short of entering, and took it all in.

Flowers. Everywhere she looked. He’d filled her entire office. And every one of the bouquets had a note that said, I miss you.

She clasped her hands at her chest, rested her chin on them, and just stared, tears glistening in her eyes.

Abby bumped shoulders with her again. “I think he loves you.”

“I know he does.” This is how it felt to have the right man send her flowers.

She finally walked into the room and buried her face in one bouquet and then another, taking in the heady scent and relishing the beauty of them and this moment.

She pulled out her cell and called him.

“I miss you, too,” she said the second he picked up.

“You said you liked flowers but not which ones. I thought you might like a little of everything.”

“I think you sent me the whole shop.”

“Worth it to hear the joy in your voice.”

“I love you.”

“I love you, too. Come home.”

“I’m working on that.”

“Then get to it. Your family is waiting on you.” In Luke’s voice she heard love and anticipation, and yes, the patience he mustered to let her do her thing and return to him when she was finished.

And her heart grew too large for her chest with all the love she had for him.

Chapter Thirty-Seven

The time away from the ranch had been productive but lonely. Sarah tackled an enormous amount of work, but an empty feeling came over her when she walked into her house in Silicon Valley late the night before and realized the boys weren’t in their beds, and Luke wasn’t in hers. She missed them so much. And somehow, in such a short time, Luke had become an important part of her life. So much so that even a day and a half away from him felt like an eternity.

Her spirit soared as soon as the driver taking her home entered the long driveway to Luke’s ranch. And as she saw the land, the stables, the house, she realized it really did feel like home.

The driver stopped in front of the house. Before she got out of the car her cell phone rang. “Hi Abby, how’s the hotel?”

Abby had gone ahead to the hotel where the benefit would be held the next evening, to make sure everything was ready. “Gorgeous. And thanks for the goody basket you had delivered to my room, but it’ll be gone by tomorrow. You know how much I love chocolate.”

“Thanks for all your hard work over the last two days. I appreciate it and I know you’ll be working your tail off tomorrow as well, what with all the meetings and press you’ve set up for me.”