“I refused to take the chickenshit way out and tell you over the phone . . . and I guess part of me hoped we’d work everything out.”
“I’m so glad you did. Now, honey, understand there’s no more running off like this. If there’s a problem in the future, we talk it out, right?”
Resolved and blissful, she nodded. “Absolutely.”
He flashed her a naughty grin. “Though you could pretend a little . . . walk to the end of the block or something. Give me a good reason to spank you again.”
“Yes, sir.” She laughed. “Though I expect I’ll do plenty over the years to warrant lots of punishment.”
“We’re counting on it,” Tucker said.
“We’re also counting on a lifetime of love,” Jeremy added.
“Damn straight.” Rhys smiled.
“Me, too.” She sniffled, happy tears springing to her eyes. “Always.”