He nods. “I’ve never left the country, so this is new for me.”
“Neither have I,” I reply with a smile. “Look at us, adventuring together.”
“Just as we were always meant to.” He raises my hand to his lips and presses them to the bare skin of my wrist.
A shiver runs through me at the brush of contact. Oh, how I love this man. My husband.
My forever.
“There’s no adventure I won’t take with you, Gibson Lawson.”
“And I feel the same, Lani Lawson.”
I laugh and lean my head against his shoulder. Lani Lawson. Has a fantastic ring to it, doesn’t it?