The Silver Fox (Red's Tavern 3)

“I think that’s probably a good thing,” I said. “One of me is enough.”

“It’s all I want.”

“Well you can have me, for as long as you want.”

He pressed so many kisses onto my skin—my hair, my forehead, my temple, my jaw.

“I’m not going anywhere,” he said. “Because I love you, Chef.”

I laughed at the old nickname. “Good. I love you more every single damn day. And I’m always going to be right here, too.”

As the fire crackled away behind us, I realized that every single year of my life that I’d felt so alone didn’t matter anymore. Because I’d built a life that was ready for this. For someone who really could become family.

And no matter how soon it was, I knew that one day, that’s exactly what Rock would be.

The End