Chapters (36)
- Cover
- Full Page Image
- Newsletter
- Quote
- Bishop Family Tree
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Epilogue
- What’s Next
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“Yes, ma’am. It is. Growing up in Houston has made me appreciate all this land, the quietness at night, and the stars. I’ve never seen so many. I know our relationship seems like it’s coming from left field, but I can promise this has been brewing between us for a long time,” I admit.
Maize snickers. “Over a year. And I’m happy, Daddy.”
The room is silent for a minute before I speak up, but I know I can’t leave without admitting my true feelings. I want her dad to know this isn’t a fling, and I’m not sure how to convince him, so I let my heart speak for me instead. “I love Maize with everything that I am. I can’t imagine my life without her.” I smile and look over at Maize, who has tears forming in her eyes. It’s not easy for me to be so vulnerable and honest, but it was the only way.
“I love you too,” she tells me, then leans over and presses her lips right against mine. I kiss her back, but damn, the fire this woman has is blazing hot right now.
“I know you both have concerns about me breaking Maize’s heart, but that’s not going to happen. Finding love like this is rare, and I’m not going to let the opportunity pass me by,” I profess, meaning it with all my being.
John’s mouth tilts up into a smile, and he lets out a sigh. “Okay. Okay, you two. You don’t have to prove anything to me. I just don’t want you getting hurt, sweetie. And if you break her heart…” John glares at me and doesn’t finish his threat.
I nod. “I’d kick my own ass if that happened,” I admit. “But it won’t, I can guarantee that. I’m a man of my word.”
“I’m so happy for you two,” Mila says in a high-pitched tone. “Now, let’s eat before this masterpiece of a meal gets cold.”
I grab Maize’s hand as Mila chats about the school and how many kids they have enrolled this year. There are so many stolen glances and unspoken words that I can’t wait to be alone with her.
“How’s your planning going with the business?” Mila inquires.
John points his fork at me. “You support her starting this catering business?”
“Yes!” Maize raises her voice an octave with a laugh. “Gavin’s been helping a lot. I ordered a ton of equipment, and he’s kept me on schedule with my launch. Also, he’s strong and has helped me lift all the heavy items that have already arrived. Free labor.” Maize gives me a wink.