Page 57 of Seizing Mack
Nick was skeptical, finding it hard to believe anyone could care as much about his baby as he had. He’d poured his blood, sweat, and tears into every inch. “And you think that kid will do that?”
“I know he will. He’s as much of a gear-head as you were. I know he’s dying to talk to you about the Shelby and some of the modifications you made to it. You two are going to get along very well.”
“Hmph.” Maybe.
Three hours, two cups of coffee, and a slice of pie later, Liz sat back, shaking her head. “I still can’t believe you’re actually here.”
They’d talked about so much, hitting the highlights of each other’s lives over the last ten years. Nick told her how he had wandered around aimlessly before finding a new purpose in law enforcement; Liz told him how she had moved up the ranks in her company, provided an honest, somewhat brutal, update on their parents, and some highlights of her honeymoon travels through the continents.
“You look happy,” he commented.
“I am happy,” she confirmed. “I mean, don’t get me wrong. I was content before, but finding the right one changes everything.”
He didn’t disagree. Once again, an image of a certain fitness center owner flashed in his mind.
“I want that for you, Nick. And you know what? I think Annie would want you to find someone and be happy, too.”
The corner of his mouth tilted. “I just may have, Liz.”
