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“What do single, childless people do on Saturday morning?” Alphé asked.

“They go to breakfast with their friends, run errands, catch up on their sleep.”

“Sleep is already out of the question. And I already ate a cream horn. We could make up for what didn’t happen last night.”

“You mean sex?”

“Yep. Or how about taking a shower together? We’ve never had the chance to do that.”

Snaking her arms around his waist, she kissed him, tasted powdered sugar and sweet cream and smelled a trace of aftershave, and it all went to her groin.

“Yes. We’ll break in my shower.”

She took his cup of coffee and led him to the bedroom again. The shower was the showplace of the bathroom, huge, big enough for two, with a rain-head shower and shower nozzles all over the place.

“You could wash a car in here,” Alphé said in amazement.

“I had this in mind when I designed it,” she said, switching her finger between the two of them.

Their relationship had revolved around his children and his drama, and anything between them hurried, an afterthought, something to do before he lost consciousness after a long day fishing. She would try to amend that.

They undressed, Alphé taking advantage of the daylight to see Katrina’s completely naked body for the first time, watching her adjust the water sprays. When she finished, he held her by the shoulders and looked her up and down. “This is what I was missing.”

Holding her arms out at her sides, she grinned. “I’m not eighteen anymore, that’s for sure.”

“Who wants an eighteen-year-old? I want a woman.”

“And I want a man. You definitely fill that bill.”

“Right. Get in the shower,” he said, laughing.

“I’m serious!”

He pushed her under the spray of water and joined her there. “Let’s take care of business.”

“Where’s the soap?”

After a rough first night, Calista and Austin gave extra attention to the six Beaumont children. Once they dressed, Calista herded them outside to wait for breakfast at the picnic table. When she came back inside the RV, Austin had already started the pancake batter.

“It occurred to me while all the tears were being shed last night that these kids just watched their mother walk out on them. No wonder they’re insecure.”

“I’ll call Katrina after we eat. They seem better to me.”

“Whatever is decided, I’m fine with it. Today is about rest and recuperation. Were you comfortable last night?”

“It was wonderful once I fell asleep the second time.”

“You can nap today.”

He gave her a plate of pancakes, and she took it out to the cheers of the children, which made Austin happy. After finishing up the batter, he took the rest of the pancakes out and joined the family. It was a fun time eating outside, the novelty of it.

“What do you think? Would you like to try another night and go home tomorrow? Or do you want to leave now?”

“I miss my dad,” Rumor said, sticking to his original argument.

“I miss Katrina,” Pris said, her lower lip trembling. “I want to go home.”

“I’ll stay,” Noel said.

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