He was already headed toward the door. “Have fun.”
“Oh, we will,” Sawyer only called.
Kyle worked in peace for the rest of the day. When Madison arrived home, he drew a bath for them, and they enjoyed it while having their usual ice cream.
Later, as she lay against his chest, he finally told her about his texts with his mother, everything from his insistence that they could not have a table to his outright rejection of her matchmaking attempts and revelation that he was involved with someone.
She looked relieved.
“How do you feel?” she asked, turning in his arms and gazing seriously into his eyes.
“Good,” he told her with a smile. “Doc and I had a pretty serious discussion about parents and children.”
“Any conclusions?”
That she didn’t joke or make light of things had him running his hands up her spine. “Some, but the most important one is that I’m glad I finally did what I did. It was time.”
They left it at that.
She knew he was still processing. Besides, neither of them liked to focus on anything negative.
After they made love and he tucked her against him as she drifted off to sleep, he realized the real reason why he wasn’t as upset as one might expect.
He had his family—here in Paris.
And Madison held one of the biggest spots in his heart. She was the person he wanted to wake up with and go to sleep with and everything in between.
