Liana POV
“Hi,” I greet Drew as I kiss him against his cheek and sit opposite him on the porch. “Look at you all rested. Retirement becomes you.”
“Honestly, I never thought I would say this, but I’m loving every moment,” he grins from ear to ear. “Except for the part where Carol drags me to one of her dreadful classes.”
“I thought you liked the cooking classes?” I laugh.
“That one, yes,” he sighs. “But pottery? And when in the world did paint and wine become a thing?”
“Ah, I’d like the last one,” I smile wickedly. “I should definitely join you next time.”
“Please do,” he looks pleadingly at me. “Then I can stay.”
“Didn’t you say you loved retirement?” I laugh.
“Yeah, I do,” he admits sheepishly. “But Carol should never know how much I enjoy it. She will milk it and drag me to knitt
