“Whatever horrible thoughts are running through your brain, make them go away now,” Malachi studied her from the door of her bedroom. “As much as I would have loved to lazily hold you all afternoon, the storm came way too early. The river has been known to flash flood this time of year and I didn’t want us to get caught by it.”
He had a towel around his neck, and he was drying his hair, his eyes staring hard at her. He pointed a finger, “I mean it Caris. I asked you if, you were sure. You said yes. No regrets. Do not make me feel badly for what was quite possibly the best afternoon of my entire life.”
She sat on the edge of the bed and put a pair of thick socks on not meeting his eyes. “I have zero regrets Malachi.” She wasn’t lying. She’d ticked a massive box on her bucket list.
“Good,
