Going Under (Wildfire Lake 2)

I run my fingers through his hair, using a phrase we say to the kids a lot. “To the moon and back.”

“Hearing that never gets old,” he says.

I kiss him again. “How was your day?”

His hands slide up my back; his forehead presses to mine. “Good. We’re making progress. Yours?”

“Another day in paradise, baby.” I smile and kiss him. “Just another day in paradise.”