Page 59 of When Morning Comes Around

“Sometimes.” She gave him a puzzled look. “Why?”

“I brought you dinner from the restaurant. I knew you wouldn’t be here.” He gave her a rueful smile. “I thought I’d be gone before you got home. But I didn’t want to leave you out.”

Her hand came up to cover her heart as she said, “Aww! Thank you. You’re awesome!”

He chuckled. “I don’t know about that.”

She nodded vigorously. “I do. It’s too late for me now, but I’ll look forward to eating it tomorrow. And thank you.” She frowned and glanced toward Harvey’s bedroom. “Is Sadie helping him?”

“She is.”

“I’ll say goodnight then, so that you guys can have some space when she’s done.”

“You don’t need to do that.”

Sadie came out of Harvey’s room. “Hey, Savannah.”

“Hi, I was just telling Dominic that I’m going to go up now.”

“You don’t need to do that, sweetie.”

Dom smiled. “You really don’t. Not on my account. I should get going.” He didn’t want to leave, but it was getting late. He cocked an eyebrow at Sadie, and she nodded.

“I’ll walk you out.”

When they reached his SUV, he slid his arms around her waist. He’d surprised himself when he’d hauled her onto his lapearlier. But now that he knew the way that her body felt next to his, he was eager to hold her close again.

She rested her hands on his biceps, and smiled up at him as she said, “I really enjoyed this, thank you.”

“I did, too. Want to do it again soon?”

“I’d love to. When are you thinking?”

He chuckled. “If you want to know the truth, what I’m thinking is… I’m wondering what you’re doing tomorrow.”

“I’d love to hang out, but I said that I’d help in the garden center. It’s always busy on Saturdays. Dad was talking about going into work. I vetoed that, but he’s right that Tilly and Parker will need some extra help.”

“Will you want to eat afterward? I could bring dinner again.”

“I couldn’t let you do that. I can make something, if you want to come over?”

“You shouldn’t have to cook if you’re going to be working all day.”

She shrugged. “That’s just how it goes.”

He frowned. “In your old life, maybe.”

She gripped his arms tighter. “How about we go over to the diner?”

“Will Harvey be okay with that?”

She chuckled. “We won’t be able to drag him away from his shows to come with us, if that’s what you mean.”

“How about I call you and we can decide what will work best.”

“Okay.”

He tapped the end of her nose. “I’ll call you. Don’t think that I won’t. It’s cold out here, I want you to go in, not stand outside while we figure it out.”

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