Page 33 of Kindred Lies
“I love you,” he said. His voice was husky and tender all at once. It sent shivers down her spine. “It may seem too soon…”
“No,” she interrupted him. “It’s not. I love you too. I think maybe I always have. It’s…”
“I understand.” It was his turn to interrupt her. “It feels as if I’ve been waiting my whole life for you. When you walked into the inn something clicked into place. I just didn’t realize what that was until this moment.”
“Yes,” she agreed. Was this what meeting your soul mate was like. “I just wish that my great-grandmother could have had this. She loved Easton so much…” She’d been devastated at the loss of him and their son. “It’s too bad time travel didn’t exist.”
“It’s probably a good thing it doesn’t.” Cooper kissed her lightly. “We might not have found each other if we messed with our history. Sometimes accepting our fate is the only thing we can do.”
“You’re right of course.” It didn’t stop her from wishing she could help her great-grandparents in some way or maybe she could. By telling their story and bring it to life. The ghost of Easton Hill had visited her for a reason. Everything else seemed to be working out as it should. Her parents had found each other again and by all accounts they would work through their differences and live a happy life together. She’d still have to get used to the idea of having a father and that Nicholas Drake would want to be a part of her life. He was such a strange and elusive man. Either way she was lucky. She found love and family when she didn’t think she’d ever have them. It was time to let go of all her angst and live her life to the fullest. She’d still run her magazine, but she’d move to North Point on a more permanent basis. It was where she belonged after all…
“Kiss me,” she demanded.
“Absolutely,” he replied and lowered his lips to hers. This was what she wanted. This blissful soul searing feeling... She’d never tire of it and prayed she had it until the day she drew her last breath.
