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She glanced at herself as if shocked. “Oh? Did I?” Then she gestured to the towel around his waist with a nod of her head. “Wish you’d lose yours.”
“Didn’t we do this last night?” he asked, even as he stood up long enough to pull the towel off and drop it to the floor.
“Do we have a ‘no repeats’ rule?”
Leo shook his head. “Nope. I intend to christen every room in this house with you a thousand times over.”
She picked up her fork. “Eat your omelet. Then you can have your dessert.”
Leo’s dessert was served in the kitchen, but it ended on a blanket on the living room floor two hours later, the two of them still naked, lying on their backs.
Leo glanced at the clock. “Ryder and the boys will be back soon.”
“All good things must come to an end,” she said sadly.
“Yeah. And now that we’re moving Dad to a different facility, I’m not sure when we’ll be able to steal a day like this again.”
She reached over and clasped his hand in hers. “I don’t care if we’re alone or surrounded by a million people, as long as we’re together. Maybe I can start cooking dinner here for you and the boys once a week, when school starts up again. Give you a hand with them.”
He lifted her hand and kissed it. “I’d like that.” Leo’s phone pinged, and he sighed. “I suspect that’s Ryder telling me he’s almost home.”
He stood up and helped Yvonne rise, the two of them going back to his bedroom to dress. She’d just finished packing all her stuff into the overnight bag when they heard a car in the driveway.
They returned to the living room, dropping onto the couch as Clint burst through the front door.
“Leo!” he yelled. “I caught a fish! Oh! Vonnie.” He came over and hugged her. “I caught a whopper, Vonnie!”
She grinned. “Did you keep it? Need me to fry it up for supper?”
Clint shook his head. “No. We let it go. I didn’t want to kill it.”
Yvonne ruffled Clint’s blond hair. “Good for you.”
Ryder and Vince entered, their arms laden with sleeping bags and duffels.
“You didn’t help us unload the car, Clint,” Vince grumbled.
“Hi, Yvonne,” Ryder said. She liked Denise’s husband, whom she’d gotten to know a bit better since his wife’s death. He was a quiet, private man, but he never failed to greet her with a friendly smile.
“Hey,” she said, then she glanced at Vince. “Hi, Vince.”
Vince didn’t spare her a glance. Instead, he appeared to study her overnight bag sitting on the floor.
Leo said his son had been a bear lately, and it appeared the camping trip hadn’t improved his mood.
“Did you have a good time?” Leo asked his son.
Vince shot Leo a genuine look that could kill and didn’t answer.
“We had a great time. Perfect weather, though the mosquitos were murder.” Ryder lifted a bag of apples. “We stopped by your family’s farm on the way home and grabbed some apples and corn on the cob. Thought we could take steaks out of the freezer and barbeque. You’re welcome to join us, Yvonne.”
“Thanks, Ryder. If you want, I could use those apples to make a pie.”
Clint jumped up and down. “Yes!”
Ryder laughed at his son’s excited reaction. “Yes what?”
“Yes, please! Apple pie!” Clint was practically dancing.
