Page 66 of The Doctor's Twins

“I’d find a local hospital and finish it here. I’ve always wanted to live in a small town where I’m the country doctor. I’d be the local Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman,” she grinned. “Except, instead of raking in the cash, I’d barter my services for ducks, chickens, and deer.”

“And our kids? Will we let them run wild in the mountains and collect berries for pies?” I asked.

Peyton’s expression changed. She was less jovial suddenly.

Ben, you idiot!

“I’m sorry, my love. I wasn't thinking,” I said and took her hand.

She smiled at me, but I could see my comment about children had rattled her.

“It’s okay. It doesn’t hurt so much anymore.”

She was lying to make me feel less guilty to spare my feelings—as if she was trying to protect me. I felt like an elephant stomping clumsily through a rose garden.

We shared a warm bath when we got back to the cabin. I opened a bottle of red wine and threw on a few steaks while Peyton dried her hair.

“You look snug,” I said when she emerged from the bedroom.

“Hmm, it smells good in here.”

“I opened the bottle. Would you mind pouring us a glass?”

“Sure.”

“Do you want some kale with your steak?” I asked when she handed me a glass of Merlot.

“Hell, no. I hate kale,” she said and pulled a face.

“Ooh, a true carnivore.”

“Yup, cut off the horns, wipe the rear, and scare it in the pan. That’s how I like it.”

“I remember. You would have been a very desirable cavewoman,” I laughed.

Peyton’s mood was back to its playful self. The way it was before I fucked it up. I was grateful.

We sat down to a lovely meal and then retired at the fire. The glow of the flames lit up her beautiful face.

“I was thinking about what you said,” I commented while we sat together, staring into the amber tongues.

“Which part?” she asked.

“The part about leaving the chaos of the city behind and moving to a place like this.”

“Oh?”

“Uh-huh. It may not be such a crazy idea.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. We could make it work. Why not?”

“Imagine,” she said, staring into the fire.

“It’s a dream worth pursuing.”

Oh, I’m just being silly, I guess,” she said after a long pause. “It’s too perfect.”

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