He just shook his head, slipping a hand around to the back of my neck and giving it a squeeze. Odds were, I knew exactly what our plans were, and I couldn’t wait.
Martha just shrugged. Then she shot me a sly smile. “Have fun, kids.”
Adam leaned in, resting his forehead against mine. “Dinner. Bath. Fucking. Lots of fucking. Maybe even some lovemaking. We’ll see how we go for time.”
“Sounds good.”
“I love you, you know?”
I smiled. “I know. I love you too.”
His big frame relaxed at the words like it had undone something within him. “Got another song in mind for the album.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. It’s a love song.”
“You’ve written a lot of them lately.”
His gaze warmed even more. “And I show no signs of stopping. It’s a beautiful thing, baby.”
“It is, Adam. It really is.”
THE END