Bobbie, Meri, Everly and Prue were seated at the dining room table when the group came charging in, soaked to the skin but laughing and boisterous.
“Do not traipse mud through my house!” Bobbie glowered at Olivier and Grady and both men stopped to remove their shoes and the kids giggled loudly as the two men mock-complained about how Bobbie was cranky.
Grady looked to Everly and then leaned over her chair and wrapped her squealing frame in a wet hug, wiping his damp head all over her neck. Everly batted at him but didn’t stop him when he kissed her on the mouth warmly.
Bobbie backed away to the kitchen to escape the playfulness. It was good to see them back to themselves, but it reminded her yet again how Olivier hadn’t truly kissed her since he’d arrived. She began rummaging through
