He put his arms around her. “But you didn’t lure me over here to talk about sad and depressing things, did you?”

“I didn’t lure you over here, and we can talk about whatever you want to talk about.”

“You did so lure me with promises that involved beds and hopefully lingerie.”

“I don’t recall mentioning lingerie.”

He kissed her neck, dragging his tongue over her soft skin. “Does that mean you sleep naked?”

“No! I have a child.”

Paul laughed at her outrage. “Go do what you do before bed. Call me when you’re ready for tuck-in.” He kissed her. “Don’t make me wait too long.”

She walked away from him, tossing a look over her shoulder. “I’ll be quick.”

While he waited, Paul sat on the sofa and took advantage of the opportunity to take a closer look at what she’d done to make the cabin a cozy home for her and Ethan. He leaned in to inspect the photos of Ethan on a side table and his framed artwork on the wall. In the corner were buckets of Legos in every shape and color. Paul appreciated that her home was reflective of the most important person in her life.

“Paul,” she called. “Come on in.”

He got up and followed the sound of her voice to her room.

Propped up on one elbow, her hair falling over her shoulder, she dazzled him with how beautiful she looked in the glow of the candle she’d lit on the bedside table.

“Are you coming in, or are you just going to stand there and stare at me?”

“I might stare for another minute or two. I don’t ever want to forget the way you look right now.”

“How do I look?”

“Stunning. Sexy. Gorgeous.”

She held out her hand to him.

He went into the room and took her hand, letting her draw him down onto the bed with her. “Ethan…”

“Has been asleep for an hour, and he rarely wakes up during the night.” She brushed the hair back from his forehead. “You know what the best part of the tuck-in is?”

“What’s that?”

“The good-night kiss.”

“That’s my favorite part, too.”

She fell back against a pile of pillows, bringing him with her.

Paul wrapped his arms around her, discovering she wore formfitting silk to bed, or at least tonight she did. Her leg slid between his, and her arm encircled his waist.

“You give good tuck-in.”

“This is only my introductory package,” he said. “Tomorrow, I’ll show you my deluxe offerings.”

“I can’t wait to see what comes with the deluxe package.”

He was smiling when he brought his lips down on hers.

“Best tuck-in ever,” she whispered against his lips.

Their bodies moved together as if they’d been lovers for years, and Paul couldn’t wait to have two days completely alone with her.