Page 159 of State of Denial


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“Night, son,” Nick said. “We love you.”

“Uh-huh. Love you, too.” The door slammed behind him.

“Was it something we said?” Nick asked.

“I think it was more something wedid.”

“Can we do much, much more of that thing right away?”

“Absolutely.” He patted her backside to get her moving toward the stairs.

“Wait, I need to change first.”

“No, you don’t. The party I have planned requires no clothing.”

“That’s my favorite kind of party.”

He extended his hand to her and headed for the third floor.

“Wait! I need to get the monitor for the twins. I’ll be right back.” She dashed off to their bedroom to grab the monitor so they’d know if the kids woke up. They rarely did, but since they weren’t feeling well, anything was possible.

Nick was right where she’d left him and offered his hand again.

She curled her fingers around his, looking up to find his unforgettable eyes watching her every move. More than two years after they’d reconnected, she still couldn’t believe how lucky they’d been to find each other twice in a lifetime.

She’d yearned for him after the first night they’d spent together, believing he’d decided not to call her when he returned from an overseas trip. They’d lost six years thanks to the manipulations of the man she’d later married. However, they’d more than made up for the time lost since they’d been back together, and neither of them would ever take the other for granted after spending so many years wishing for what they had now.

“What’s running through that busy mind of yours?” he asked as they went up the stairs.

“I’m thinking about how lucky we are.”

“We’re the luckiest people we know.”

“I’m not sure I’d go that far. I mean, look at where we’re living.”

“People sell their souls to the devil, literally, to live here,” he reminded her. “We didn’t have to do that to get the coolest address in America. And you like the perks. You said so yourself.”

“I really do, but we also have to put up with a level of scrutiny most people will never experience.”

“Eh,” he said with a shrug. “Let them scrutinize. What do we always say? They can’t touch us unless we let them.”

“You’re very Zen POTUS tonight.”

“I’ve got a date with my best girl. What do I care about anything else?” He punched in the code to their special room—0326, their wedding date—and stepped aside to let her go in ahead of him. The scent of their favorite coconut candles greeted her as she took in the table set for two.

She spun around. “Someone did some prep work.”

“It seemed necessary after having to disappoint you by canceling our trip.”

She put the monitor down and rested her hands on his chest. “You could never, ever,everdisappoint me.”

“Sure I could.”

“No. Never. All you have to do to keep that from happening is stay married to me for the rest of our lives.”

“It’s that simple?” he asked, smiling as he curled a length of her hair around his finger.

“It really is. As long as I have that—and you—I’ll never be disappointed.”

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