“This is the sweetest gift I've ever gotten,” Lily said.
“Yours and mine are the same,” Maggie said. “That way we can think of each other whenever we wear it.”
That was it. That was all Lily needed to hear. The emotional dam had been blown up and she started crying hard.
“Do you not like it?” Maggie asked, confused by Lily's tears.
“No, no.” Lily pulled Maggie close for a hug. “I love it, Mags. I'm just crying because I'm happy. Not all tears are sad tears.”
“You really like it then?” Maggie asked.
“I love it more than anything else I've ever been given.” Lily pulled away from the hug and placed her hands onto Maggie's shoulders. She looked her square in the eye. “I mean it. I'm going to put this on and never take it off. What do you think?”
Maggie's eyes lit up and she smiled so wide that it almost looked painful. “I'll do it, too! I'll put it on and keep it on forever.”
Wyatt stepped up and sat down on the floor beside them. Lily noticed that he looked a little teary eyed himself. She didn't say anything, because she didn't want to embarrass him. It was cute, though. The big, strong, unstoppable Wyatt obviously had a soft spot that extended beyond the pain of losing his wife.
“This is absolutely adorable,” he said, moving his gaze between Maggie and Lily. “I need to take a picture of this.”
“Oh, no,” Lily said. “I haven't showered and my hair is a mess.”
Wyatt chuckled and pulled his cell phone out of his pocket. “You look great, Lily. Trust me.” He flashed a wink and then lifted his phone up. “Okay, say 'cheese'.”
Lily and Maggie looked at the camera and leaned toward each other, pressing the sides of their faces together.
“Cheese!” they both said in unison.
Wyatt took a few pictures and then his eyes widened. “You know what? Let's take one with all three of us. What do you say?”
“Yeah!” Maggie jumped up and down.
Lily shrugged. “Sure, why not? Who will hold the camera?”
“I'll take a selfie,” Wyatt said. “Lily, why don't you sit on one side of me and Maggie, you sit on the other?”
Maggie crawled up beside Wyatt and sat down on his right side. Lily did the same, taking a seat on the floor to the left of Wyatt. She scooted up close him until her side collided with his. As soon as their bodies touched, the familiar tingling of attraction washed through her. It reminded her of the night before. Not even twelve hours ago, they were kissing and enjoying some of the most sensual and erotic foreplay that Lily had experienced in a long time. It was difficult not to think about all of this.
Wyatt held the camera out in front of him, flipping the image around so that he could take a selfie. “You guys have to get closer.”
Maggie leaned in and pressed her face against Wyatt's. Lily scooted a little closer, but still didn't want to make Wyatt feel uncomfortable.
“Come on, Lily,” he said. “You've got to get in the picture.”
She scooted closer still, then leaned toward him, bringing her chin so that it practically rested on Wyatt's shoulder. His cologne, combined with the scent of his natural musk, wafted into her nose. It turned her on a bit, but she forced herself to focus on something else. Anything else.
“Alright, smile,” Wyatt said.
All three of them smiled wide and Wyatt snapped the picture.
“Perfect,” he said, holding the phone out so that everybody could see the image he had just taken.
“That's really cute,” Lily said, admiring the photo.
Wyatt slipped his phone back into his pocket and got up from the floor. He held out a hand to each of the girls and assisted them to a standing position.
“Just so you know, Lily, there's no rush for you to leave this morning,” Wyatt said.
“Mildred will be back soon, though,” Lily replied.