In the morning, Hannah woke up still in his warm and protective arms. He was looking at her attentively when she opened her eyes.
He asked her, “Did you sleep well?”
She nodded and said, “Yes.”
He kissed her forehead. “We will go to the funeral chapel now. You need to eat. I will leave you here for now. Take a shower, dress up, then join me for breakfast. I will just call on Gene for the details of your aunt’s service.”
She responded, “Thank you,” then she kissed his lips.
Seth had prolonged that kiss and she had responded to it willingly. Their lips parted and then he smiled and said softly, teasing her, “Keep doing that, Mrs. Villacorta and soon we will have tiny feet moving around here.”
She had managed to say, “I also do not want our relationship to expire, Seth.”
“That is good
