I giggle. I never giggle on Leaving Day. “No, just a theory I’m working on.”
He chuckles and settles more deeply into the sofa, snuggling me against his chest. “Oh good. I’m not sure I’m up for murder today. A hot brunette’s been wearing me out lately.”
I giggle again.
“But I’ll see what I can do for you later. I’m really hoping this hunch plays out.”
I look up at him. “On second thought, maybe I don’t want that theory to be true. You’ll probably make me sad on purpose just so you can make me happy again.”
He grins and kisses my temple. “Nah. I’ll keep you happy because I know I can always make you even happier.”
“You sure about that?”
“Harlow, I’m very aware that I make you happy just walking in a room.”
I roll my eyes and turn back to the TV, pressing the play button on the remote…but only so he doesn’t see my big happy grin.
I can’t let him get too cocky.
I have to put up with him for the rest of my life after all.
CHAPTER 27
JEFFERSON
So, not only am I a sucker for Harlow’s tears, but I really, really like being the one that can comfort her.
Holding her while watching her crazy thriller movies might be the best Sunday afternoon I’ve ever had. And I’m a huge sports-on-Sunday-afternoons guy.
My phone rings just as the credits are rolling and she carefully pushes up from my lap, avoiding disturbing the two sleeping cats next to us.
“Be right back,” she tells me, hitching up the loose shorts on her hips. She grins. “And I’m feeling better but still sad enough that you need to make me feel better.” She wiggles her eyebrows.
“Should we bake cookies?” I ask.
“Cook…”
“Or should we bake cookies naked?” I finish before she can.
“Oooh…Yep. Madly in love with you.” She turns down the hall. “And if you don’t know the answer to that question already, you’re not the man I think you are.”
I’m grinning as I pull my phone out.
I immediately frown when I see Margot’s name on the screen though. “Hey,” I answer, checking to see if there are any missed calls or messages from Graham or Ginny or any other family member or friend.
Nope.
“Hi, I need you to tell me again that it’s not completely crazy for me to move to Denver,” she says.
Oh. That.
I glance down the hall and lower my voice and immediately feel guilty. “Did you talk to Graham about it?”
Obviously saying goodbye to him today got her thinking about this even more.
“I didn’t,” she says. “Because I don’t want to move because of him. He’s an extra perk.” She pauses. “Even more so now.”
So something definitely happened between them. Okay, that matters.