“Son?” I sit up when I hear Ford’s tone.
“The baby?” I ask.
I had no idea how much I’d love being a grandma but it’s everything.
Ford looks over his shoulder and smiles, so I relax.
“Of course, I’ll see you in a few hours.” I’m already trying to get up at Ford’s words when his arm snags me and tosses me back down onto the bed.
“I said in a few hours. He needs us to watch the baby and wants to be alone with his wife.” He kisses me again. “That gives me an hour before you go into super grandma mode to get the house ready. It’s been ready since day one.”
I say nothing because he’s right. Our little grandbaby is only a few months old, but I went a little overboard. Ford can tease me all he wants, but he’s right there with me helping me do it.
He smiles before his mouth comes down on mine, and we use up every second of our hour.
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THE END