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“Even better,” I smiled, my eyes falling closed.
“Goodnight,” he finally whispered, his lips brushing against my ear as he settled back down.
“Night,” the word left my lips as my body succumbed to sleep.
“It was Professor Plum, in the kitchen, with the knife,” I announced proudly, knowing I’d solved the ‘murder’.
Gramps and Trace looked at their cards, shaking their heads. “Here,” Trace slid the yellow envelope my way.
I grabbed it, pulling out the three cards I had correctly guessed. “I win!” I cheered.
“And you’ve also won the last five games,” Trace grumbled, shuffling the cards.
“Aw, someone sounds like a sore loser. Does this make it better?” I kissed his stubbled cheek.
“A little,” he grinned crookedly.
There was a knock on the hospital door and then Lily stepped inside. She smiled widely when she saw the three of us.
“Having fun?” She asked, setting her purse down.
“Yeah,” Trace smiled, “except Olivia keeps winning.”
“That’s because women are smarter than men,” Lily quipped.
“Thanks mom,” Trace chuckled, pretending to be wounded by her words. “You wanna play?” He asked.
She shook her head. “I actually need to steal Olivia for a bit.”
“Steal her?” Trace put an arm around my shoulders and tugged me towards him. “I kind of like her mom.”
“You’re so full of it,” she rolled her eyes at her son.
“What do you need me for?” I asked, not wanting to leave Gramps.
“You have to pick the cake today and get your nails done.”
I wrinkled my nose in distaste. Picking out a cake would be fine, but I hated getting my nails done. “Do I have to?”
Lily laughed. “Yes, I’m sorry.”
I frowned, looking for any excuse no
t to go, but came up empty. “Looks like I have to leave,” I apologized to Gramps. “I’ll be back later if I can.”
“Don’t worry about me,” he assured me, opening his arms for a hug.
I wrapped my arms around his body, wishing I never had to let go.
“I love you, Gramps,” I kissed his soft wrinkled cheek.
“I love you too, sweet girl.”
I said goodbye to Trace and followed Lily out of the room. Trent was coming down the hall as we left and I waved to him.
Lily drove us to a small bakery in Kernstown. I wasn’t picky when it came to cake, so I was more concerned with getting something Trace would like…but I knew he was like me and didn’t really care which made my job more difficult. How was I supposed to pick one flavor when we’d like any of them?
“I don’t know,” I frowned at the half-eaten samples in front of me. I had to make up my mind fast so they could get the cake ready for tomorrow evening’s reception. On the way over, Lily had told me that we would exchange vows at sunset with the reception taking place right after. “What do you think, Lily?” I asked my mother-in-law.
