Sighing, I suggest, “Our kids are still in their twenties, they don’t need to rush into anything. Look at Sirena…she rushed when she was younger.”
“Hmm, and Alexander and Rachel.”
I frown and wonder what she’s talking about. “What about them?”
“You haven’t noticed anything?”
“If I knew what I was suppose to be noticing then maybe I could answer you.”
She chuckles. “If you’d noticed then you’d know exactly what I was talking about.”
“Lily,” I groan. “Spill it.”
“I think they’re in love with each other.”
I capture the hand that’s wandering between our bodies, and bring it up to kiss her palm. “I don’t know whether or not you’re correct, but I’m not thinking about anyone else but you tonight.” I kiss her mouth to silence her next words. “Whatever is going on with them will still be there tomorrow. Tonight you are mine in front of the fire.”
“I’m always yours, Michael.”
“And I’m always yours, Lily.”
THE END