Oh, good idea.Addison added a smiling emoji.
Kinley grinned.
I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Love you!
Love you too. Bye!
After setting her phone on the coffee table, she leaned against Levi, and smiled when he wrapped his arms around her.
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The next morning, Levi stumbled into the kitchen, still half asleep. He put the K-cup in the coffee maker and watched as it slowly brewed his cup of caffeine. With a heavy sigh, he took a sip and then walked over to the back door. The snow was still falling relentlessly outside, but Levi couldn’t bring himself to care. All he could think about was the woman in his bed and the difficult conversation they would have soon.
He took another sip of his coffee and wondered if Kinley would be awake soon. He knew she would want to go home later today if she could. As he stood in the kitchen, his phone buzzed in his pocket. He removed it and saw a text from Tara. Another one? What was she up to?
Good morning!
Hi.
Are you going to work today?
Yes. I have to. The men are off until Monday.
I’m planning to visit my grandmother in Clifton in the spring. Can we meet up?
Levi frowned at the text. He didn’t see any reason to meet up with Tara. She was in his past; Kinley was his future. Or at least, he hoped she was.
I can try.
Okay. Talk soon!The text ended with a heart emoji. What the hell?
“Good morning,” Kinley’s voice broke through Levi’s thoughts as she entered the kitchen.
“Morning,” he replied with a smile and placed his phone on the counter.
She walked over to him, kissed his lips, andthen playfully moved him aside to make her own coffee, causing him to chuckle.
“Did you sleep well?” Levi asked as she waited for her coffee to brew.
“I did,” Kinley replied with a smile. “I love sleeping next to you.”
“Same here.” Levi kissed her forehead. “What do you want to do today?”
“Can we just stay at my place and be lazy?”
“That sounds perfect to me. I have to muck out the stalls first.”
“Is it okay if I shower before we go?”
“Kinley, you can do whatever you want,” Levi replied with a smile.
“I thought I’d ask first.”
He kissed her lips and couldn’t help but smile while looking at her in his shirt.
“Make yourself at home. You look good in my shirt,” he commented as he pulled away.
“I love it. It smells like you.”