“Go ahead.”
“I don’t care about a red cent you inherited or an acre of land or whatever else Judd Knight left you. If you told me you gave it all away, I wouldn’t care. Not at all.”
“There isn’t anyone else on this earth I would believe if they said those words. Only you.”
“You haven’t answered my question. What are you doing here?”
“I hate Boston, but more importantly, I love you. I didn’t belong there, Decker.”
I smiled, tilted my head back, and looked up at the ceiling.
“What?” she asked, resting her hand on my heart.
“I rode out today knowing, or believing, it would be my last time.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’ve made a lot of mistakes in my life, but the biggest one was not getting on that plane and going to Boston with you.”
“You know where I want you to go with me now?”
I shook my head.
“Upstairs. Decker.”
She took her phone out of her pocket and turned it off, so I did the same.
“Where’s the other one?”
“Back at the ranch.”
“Good. I don’t want anyone or anything to interrupt us. I want you to show me what love is, Decker. Not just today…”
“Every day—for the rest of our lives, Mila.