Her shoulders relax slightly and she mumbles something to herself.

“Did you just say something about romance novels?” A slight flush creeps up her cheeks as she starts to walk toward her car. I follow her laughing. “Are you going to answer me?”

She turns toward me and walks backwards. “Maybe that will be something we talk about over dinner some time. If you’re lucky that is.”

With that she laughs out loud and turns back to face the parking lot.

I hope to get lucky about a lot of things where she is concerned. The first one is having Susie Owens—Daniels—fall in love with me.

Chapter Nineteen

Susie

The leaves from thesugar maple trees look like they’re on fire as the sun hits them as they drift to the ground. One additional detail for me to remember to add to the story that is officially in full swing.

Turns out, all I had to do to alleviate my writer’s block was get married to the two people messing with my emotions.

It’s still hard to wrap my head around the fact that Chase and Adam are the same person. But now that I know, I can see where the similarities were staring me right in the face the entire time.

The man I’m getting to know in real life is exceeding my expectations, and I have to admit that I’m a bit smitten.

Not to mention that I haven’t been able to stop thinking about that kiss. The kiss that was so perfect I nearly melted, standing in place. The kiss that sealed my new last name and made me a wife.

The entire time his lips were on mine, I could feel him holding back. As much as I admired him for doing that, another part ofme wondered what it would feel like to be claimed by him, not just with his last name but with his mouth and heart.

These thoughts have been running through my mind on repeat since Monday. If I wasn’t able to do something about them, I might just lose my mind. Luckily for me, I’m an author. I may not be kissing my husband in real life, but my characters have been kissing a lot.

So much that I’m starting to feel jealous of them. I won’t be able to continue this way much longer. Adam and I need to reconsider our no-kissing stance. Because I want to kiss him, and with how he’s been looking at me, I’m positive he’s been thinking about kissing me too.

When we had dinner on Monday, we made our dating status official. We also agreed to put a hold on the kissing for a little bit. It felt smart at the time, but not anymore.

I’m officially dating my husband; official dating can include kissing, right?

Yeah, we’re going to have a conversation about that, and soon.

My phone buzzes, and I see a text from Adam.

Adam:I’ll be home soon, but Nicole and Steve will be there a little before me.

Adam:You’re good with them by yourself for about ten minutes, right?

Me:Of course.

The Jaguars are playing the Mavericks this week, and Adam invited him and his wife to stay for the weekend. We’re going to a hockey game, and then they’re coming to the game on Sunday. My palms have been sweating on and off ever since I found out about their visit.

Adam:Great. I promise I’ll be home as fast as I can.

A shiver runs through me when he says ‘home’. It's still mind boggling that the house I live in with my husband is where I visited my grandparents. The first time I walked through the front door as Mrs. Daniels I felt like Iwashome.

Adam:The Wolverines game starts at 7pm so we’ll leave right after I change.

Me:Sounds good.

Me:I’m gonna admit, I’m a little bit nervous about meeting them.

Adam:I’m so sorry I won’t be there with you.

My stomach swoops. This man is seriously the sweetest. I know I write romance novels, but I’ve never experienced having feelings for a man so quickly. I’m pretty sure I’m already half-way in love with him.