He laughed. “I guess that’s a good thing since Malorie is on her way over.”
“Who?”
“The massage therapist my mother uses. She’s coming to give you a two-hour massage.”
My chest felt tight again, but for an entirely different reason. “You’re kidding …”
“And then you’re having dinner with Kendall and Jo and Hannah tonight. They wanted to surprise you, but I figured you’d want a little time to get ready.”
The tears were threatening to return to my eyes. “But what if you guys need me—”
“Dominick and Jenner are coming with them, and they’re going to stay here while you’re gone. In their words, they’re going to play nurse—whatever the fuck that means.”
“Daddy! Bad word! You put a dollar in the swear jar!”
“Fudge. Whatever the fudge that means.”
I ran my hand across his beard. It had grown so much thicker; it hadn’t been groomed since the accident. “I don’t know what to say …”
He pushed himself up and kissed me.
“Ewww, Daddy! Enough smoochin’.”
I laughed as we separated and said to Ford, “I love you.” And then I pressed my lips to Everly’s cheek and whispered, “I looove you.”