Page 93 of Christmas at Black Cherry Retreat
‘Yeah.’ He pulled her into his arms. ‘Right now I’m ready to celebrate being home and then sleep until I’m forced to wake up either by you or starvation.’
‘Jet lag will haveyou awake early. Trust me.’
‘Come on. Let’s get out of here.’ He grabbed her hand and they left, locking the door behind him. ‘Tomorrow we’ll see about gettin’ a wedding license then buy you a dress and buy somethin’ girly and fussy for Lulu.’
‘Uh, we’re not hanging around then I take it?’
‘Did you want to?’ he asked, frowning. ‘Sorry. I should’ve asked.’
‘It’sokay apart from the fact I really want Mum and Will here.’ She still found the idea of calling Will her father strange. One day when she’d tried to explain her reticence Will had told her he loved her regardless. She’d offered to do a DNA test but he’d insisted it wasn’t necessary for his sake. After discussing things with Tom she’d made the decision to leave well alone.
Tom smacked hishead. ‘Sorry. I’m runnin’ away with myself. We’ll call tomorrow and see what suits them. Of course they must be here.’
‘Stop fretting. I don’t know about you but I could do with a good cup of tea.’
He screwed up his face. ‘Not for me. I’ve drunk enough gallons of the stuff to float a ship. Between that and the thick espresso sludge in Italy I’m ready for a decent mug of coffee.I need to have a quick skim through the mail Billy said he’d left on the desk.’
‘How about you start on the post and I’ll make our drinks.’
‘I knew I was marrying you for a good reason.’
Fee stuck out her tongue and flounced off towards the kitchen. With their two mugs ready she carried them into the office and discovered Tom sitting at his desk and staring at a thick blueenvelope.
‘This one’s for you. From France.’
Fee’s heart thumped as she reached out her hand to take it from him.
