Chapter26
Kate
Was there anything betterthan waking up in the arms of a man you loved? I didn’t think so. At least, I hadn’t found a fuller meaning of love until I opened my eyes and saw him lying sideways, beside me, with a rose between his teeth.
“Good morning,” I grinned.
He removed the stem and tapped the flower to mynose.
“Indeed it is. For you.” He handed me the thorn-less bloom and lowered his mouth to mine for akiss.
“I have morning breath,” I said, after he pulledaway.
“I don’t care.” He kissed me again. “I made breakfast.”
“Ahh, and he cooks too. I think I should play the lottery.”
“Baby, I’m the one who feels like he’s won the lottery.”
“How long does this lovey-dovey stage last? Because it feels weird.”
“Fuck if I know.” He shrugged.
“Swearing doesn’t suityou.”
“So I’ve been told. I’m sorry. Believe it or not, there’s a jar full of five-dollar bills for swearing.”
“What?”
“It’s an agreement I have with my niece, and I can’t cheat either. She’s saving money for a horse.”
“I didn’t know you have a niece. Wish you could have toldme.”
“I was too busy pretending to be a priest who fantasized about making love toyou.”
Swoon.
I hoped whatever the phase was called, that it lasted a long while, because I was having too good of a time of it. In addition to being smitten and head over heels in love with Cameron, I finally felt a level of safety and comfort. I finally felt Cameron’s love completely, because he knew who Iwas.
“So, a horse?” I asked.
“She’s Brook’s, and she’s very special.” He smiled with pride.
I couldn’t wait to meet her, and I couldn’t wait to see his family again.
“Do you think your parents would like to see my mother?” I asked.
“I think so. I heard my father mentioning to Brook last night to look for Xavier, your father.”
“Well, I have a case full of papers at work if he needs any help. I’ll be honest with you – after so many years of searching, even I lost hope. He’s been gone solong.”
“What? Don’t ever lose hope. Promise methat.”
“All right. I promise.”
“According to Lola, she may have a lead onhim.”
Was it really possible that my father was still alive? Even though he wasn’t my birth father, I couldn’t think of him as otherwise.