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I’m not naive. I know, technically, we haven’t been together long. But we are two people who understand better than most that we aren’t guaranteed a long life. We’re not guaranteed anything, really. Just right now. Just this moment. And I don’t want to waste one second with her.
“Wyatt, quit staring and help me get this apple!” she calls over her shoulder.
“Yes, ma’am.” I laugh.
The farm is actually adorable. They had pumpkin patches and fresh apple cider, which Lucy insisted we get. It almost makes me want to go home and convince my dad to start planting apple trees.
“I can’t reach that one.” Lucy points to an apple above her head.
She stands on tip-toes and stretches her fingers, demonstrating, but still can’t reach the apple. She drops back on her feet and huffs, making me laugh.
I reach up easily and grab the apple, handing it to her. We’re standing close, her chest brushing against mine with every breath. Her eyes meet mine and I watch her lips part slightly, and I wrap an arm around her waist, pulling her closer to me.
“Lucy?” I whisper.
“Yes, Wyatt?”
“You’re my favorite feeling.”
The smile she gives me is as bright as the sun, and I have no choice but to kiss her. She tastes like apples and cinnamon and hope. And it takes all of three seconds for my heart to fall hopelessly, desperately, madly in love with her.
A whistle and clapping brings me back to back reality and I pull away from Lucy just enough to see a group of teenagers giving me a thumbs up. Lucy’s face is ten shades of red and I laugh and wave at the group.
“Well”—Lucy coughs—“that was a little embarrassing.”
I brush some hair out of her face, my arm still loosely wrapped around her.
“Not for me. Now come on, let’s go pay for your apples and get some lunch, I’m starving.”
“Oh, you know what sounds delicious?”
“What?”
“Pizza!” She grins.
I take her hand and kiss her knuckles. “Pizza it is then.”
We pay for our basket of fresh apples then walk to my truck. Lucy immediately begins Googling recipes for an apple pie, promising to bake me one this week. I put the basket in the cab of my truck.
“Okay, so we’re going to get lunch, then what?” I ask, starting my truck.
“Then we go hiking, right?”
I shake my head. “We’re not going to do that until closer to sunset. Trust me.”
She nods once. “Okay. How about we go to the General Store then? I can get candy.”
Her eyes light up, and I am quickly realizing I will never be able to tell this woman no.
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Lucy
“Okay,IthinkI’mdone.”
“Are you sure? Because there’s a section over there you haven’t plundered,” Wyatt teases.
I look down at my very full basket of candy and then raise my eyebrows at Wyatt.
