She leaned down and kissed Retta’s cheek. “Thank you for thinking of it, you’re the best.”
Callie went outside to call Tori, and Retta closed her eyes and touched her cheek. When Kolby went into the kitchen to gettheir drinks, Travis slid his arm around her waist and held her closer.
He didn’t say anything, but she loved the way he felt so … supportive. That was the only word she could think of.
She leaned back so that she could look into his eyes and was surprised when she couldn’t read his expression.
“What’s wrong?”
“Not a damn thing. I’m just thinking that this moment feels about as right as my life ever has.”
“Aww.”
He still looked serious. “I’m not saying it to be sweet, or to make you smile. I’m saying it because I must – I have to tell you that …”
Her heart pounded as she waited for the next word. “Tell me what, Trav? What is it?”
“I love you. I’ve been waiting for the right time to say it. I wanted to find the perfect moment, but honestly, darlin’, every moment with you is perfect.”
“Aww, Travis.” She planted a kiss on his lips. “I love you, too. I didn’t want to say it first, in case you didn’t feel the same way.”
He gave her a stern look. “As if that was even a possibility.”
She shrugged. “I was hoping, but …”
He kissed the tip of her nose. “Well, you know now. And now that I’ve told you, you’re going to have to get used to hearing it.”
“I’ll be more than happy to; I have a feeling that you might need to get used to hearing it as well. I like saying it – I love you.”
She didn’t think she’d ever seen him smile so big as he did when he said, “I’ll never get tired of hearing it, I promise you that.”
Chapter Eighteen
“Are you sure you don’t need anything before I go?” Travis asked.
Retta held her arms up to him. “I’ll take a hug, but other than that I’m good.”
He leaned down and wrapped his arms around her, holding her as close as he could while she was in the wheelchair.
She rested her forehead against his and looked into his eyes.
“I love you.”
He pressed a kiss to her lips. “I love you, too, darlin’.” He chuckled. “I’m a lucky, lucky man. Not only did I manage to persuade this beautiful woman I met to fall in love with me when she didn’t even want to give me a chance at first, but I also got myself the best interior decorator.”
Her cheeks flushed as she smiled at him and then looked around the cabin. This was the fourth one she was working on. The first three were pretty much ready to go, other than a few finishing touches she was waiting on.
“I wouldn’t claim to be an interior decorator, but I’ll admit that I am pleased with how things are going.”
“You should be proud of yourself. You’re doing a great job. The cabins are turning out so much better than I could have imagined. I just wish I could make you understand how grateful I am.”
Her hand came up to cup his cheek, and she gave him a slow, lingering kiss that sent shivers down his spine.
“I can think of a way you could show me.”
He narrowed his eyes at her and adjusted the front of his pants. “You know damn well how hard I’m trying to not think about that!”
He loved the way she smiled – she looked so damn pleased with herself.