“How long it will be until we’re together like this again.” I hooked my arm around his waist and leaned into him.

“Bittersweet?”

“A little, but I’m just happy for the time we have.” I looked up at him, and my heart filled to bursting. “I’m happy for every day I have with you.”

“And I’m happy for every night, so we’re even.” His smile made me glad I’d passed the six-week postpartum mark a while ago.

“I love you, too.” I rose on my toes and kissed him long and slow.

Rotor blades beat through the air, and we broke apart, watching as the Jayhawk flew overhead, heading out to sea. My stomach clenched, but it wasn’t in fear. Even though I knew Jackson wasn’t on call, there was always the chance he’d get called in, and I didn’t want to miss him for a single second this weekend.

“Do you think they’ll need you?” I asked as the bird grew smaller and smaller. When I tilted my head to look up at him, I found his eyes already on me.

“No.” He cupped my face and pressed a soft kiss to my lips. “I’m right where I need to be.”

God, I loved this man.

“Daddy!” Finley yelled. “I saved our seats!” She pointed to the beach chairs she’d claimed.

“We’ll…” Jackson started to yell, then glanced down at Grant and thought better of it.

“Go ahead, I’ll be right over,” I assured him, letting my hand trail down his side, where two more coordinates had been inked. The first led to the very spot we were standing now—where we’d first met. The second, the hospital where Grant had been born.

“Don’t be too long,” he said softly.

“You going to miss me?”

“Nawh.” He smirked, and I felt it between my thighs. The man was lethal. “I’m just not sure I can keep our daughter from eating your share of the cobbler.”

I shook my head as he threw me a wink and walked away, cradling our son carefully.

The water was cool as it washed over my sun-warmed feet, and I let the peace of the moment sink in and fill my soul. My toes brushed against something hard, and I bent down, scooping the object free and letting the water rinse the sand away.

It was a piece of green sea glass the size of my thumb. Its edges were soft and worn, much like the pendant I wore around my neck. I smiled softly at my find, then tossed it underhand back into the sea.

“Why did you do that?” Fin asked, appearing at my side.