“Yeah. Sorry. I, uh, couldn’t take my eyes off you.”

She smiled again. “You’re sweet.”

Luke opened the bathroom door and found both boys dressed and brushing their teeth at the sink. “You guys look like you’re almost ready to go.”

“We finally get to ride on the trail.” Jack’s excitement showed in his wide, toothy, toothpaste-drooling grin.

“Rinse and spit, buddy.”

Nick finished first and gave Sarah a big hug around her legs. “Hi, Mama.”

“Hey, baby. Ready to go have fun with Luke?”

“I dreamed we rode right up to the moon last night.”

Luke knew Nick usually dreamed about his dad. It touched him deeply to know he’d had a fun dream about him. It showed Luke just how much Nick liked being with him.

Sarah’s gaze met his and she gave him a soft smile that told him she got it, too, and it made her happy.

Luke was becoming important not just to Sarah but to the boys, too. He didn’t take that lightly.

“Well, Nick, I don’t know if we’ll make it to the moon this morning, but I bet you’ll like the ride.”

“Let’s go,” Jack ordered, his enthusiasm taking him out of the room on the run for the stairs.

Sarah grabbed her coffee and cell phone and followed him and Nick out of her room.

Margaret stood at the bottom of the stairs with Jack.

Luke didn’t miss the glare she sent Sarah when her cell phone rang and Sarah answered, “Hey, Abby, hold on a sec.”

Luke hoped she didn’t have to stay behind and finish some work. To help make sure that didn’t happen, he put his hand to her back and steered her toward the front door.

“I’ll bring them back after our ride and breakfast,” he told Margaret, not caring one bit about her disapproving look.

“Are you already in the office?” Sarah asked Abby as she climbed into Luke’s truck and he took his seat. The boys sat between them, using one buckle for safety though they were only going from Margaret’s driveway down his long one. “Why do you want me to put you on speaker? Luke doesn’t want to hear about my work.”

Luke raised a brow, wondering why Abby needed him. “What does she want me to hear?” He drove the truck toward the ranch.

“I don’t know. She’s lost her mind.” Sarah put the call on speaker and draped her arm across the seat and her boys, and placed her hand on his shoulder.

All squished together in his truck, it felt so right to think they were really becoming a family. “Okay, Abby, spill it. What’s going on?”

“Marcel got your email way too early this morning, but he was expecting it and couldn’t wait to open it. He called the team in and they compiled the program and ran it with the test data. Sarah, it works! It really works!”

A roar of cheers went up in the background from Sarah’s employees.