“Oh.” She felt a pang.
“Because we’re already married. You forget?” He lifted her chin and their gazes locked.
“The papers…”
“Never sent. Let’s burn ’em.”
She felt sweet relief rush through her.
“I want to be married to you forever.”
“Me too. I want that, too.” She did, more than anything.
“There’s just one thing.”
“What’s that?”
“Could I have that dining room there as a music room, maybe with a television and a leather chair for watching the game?”
“What game?” She wondered when he was planning on moving in.
“Oh, there’s always a game. Tigers. Red Wings. Pistons. Lions.” He paused. “Unless you want to move into the glass house?”
“No. It’s too small for three.”
“Well, then let me lease you an office in town because this place is too small for clients who may have issues.”
Wow. Whoa. She hadn’t even gotten that far yet.
“We can take it slow. I won’t order the leather chair until you feel like you want me here.”
She didn’t care about holding in anything anymore. She jumped on his lap and kissed him on the mouth. They kissed a long time, and then she said, “Stay.” And he did.
A word about the author…
Prolific author Cynthia Harrison edges closer to mystery with this third in a series featuring a lakeside tourist town in Northern Michigan.
Harrison has been published widely in print, penning poetry, book reviews for top trade magazines, and short memoirs in anthologies. Her essays on writing and other topics have appeared online since 2002 at www.cynthiaharrison.com.
A former creative writing teacher at her local community college, Harrison wrote her first book (and her only non-fiction title) for her students.
http://www.cynthiaharrison.com
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