Page 34 of Make Me Swoon

“I actually have it off, so I’m just going to relax.”

“Want to relax with me?” he asks and I’m surprised that he doesn’t have to go into Prim + Proper.

“Sure. What did you have in mind?”

“You’ll see,” he says and I watch as he grabs the tray off of the ground.

“I’ll go clean up. You can help yourself to the shower or whatever you need or I can take you home and then meet you in a little bit.”

“Yeah, I think I should go home. I don’t really want to wear last night’s clothes all day.”

He nods, handing me my clothes that he must have grabbed from downstairs off of the dresser and putting them at the end of the bed.

“I’ll let you get dressed then. I just need to take a quick shower and then I can go into Prim + Proper while you get ready.”

I nod and he heads downstairs as I slide out of bed and pull my jeans and tank top back on. My shoes must still be downstairs, so I head down and into the living room to find them.

I pass Hudson and he drops another kiss on my lips before he heads upstairs to shower. I find my shoes. One is tucked under the couch and another is behind the end table. I wonder how the heck they got there.

My purse is on the kitchen counter still and I pull my phone out, groaning when I see I have five missed calls from my mom. I know that she didn’t call me to see how I was doing, so I’m guessing it was about making sure I was there at the end of the month for Heidi’s wedding.

I decide I’ll call her back later and I’m just tucking my phone back into my purse when Hudson comes back downstairs, freshly showered and wearing a new T-shirt and pair of jeans.

“Ready to go?” he asks and I nod, taking his hand as we head out.

We walk the block over to my apartment and Hudson tells me he’ll be downstairs when I’m ready before we part ways.

I head upstairs and into my apartment and hurry through a shower and throwing on some new clothes before I head downstairs to meet him. He’s not out front so I open the front door, poking my head in to see if I can spot him.

I don’t see him, but I can hear him, so I head farther inside, poking my head around the kitchen door.

“Hey,” I say and he looks over.

“Okay, so finish up with the freezer inventory and I’ll be back later.”

His staff nods and he heads my way, wrapping his arm around my shoulders as we head outside to his car. He opens the door for me and I hop in.

“Where are we going?” I ask as he buckles up.

“There’s the annual fudge festival over in Maple Bend. Or we could go explore Honey Peak or something,” he suggests.

“Let’s do the fudge festival. I could use some good peanut butter fudge.”

He nods, backing out of his parking spot and heading east toward Maple Bend. He interlaces our fingers together and I smile as I slide my sunglasses on.

“I’ve got some chef friends coming into town in a few weeks to visit. It’s the annual Honey Festival up in Honey Peak and we’re going to go check it out. Want to join us?” he asks as we park in the lot and climb out to head across the street to the festival.

“Sure. Sounds like fun, though I’m scheduled to work on Sunday.”

“That’s okay. We’re going Saturday.”

“Perfect.”

The fudge festival is set up like a farmers’ market with different stands, and we take our time wandering around. By noon, I’m stuffed and have a stomachache from all of the junk food that I’ve eaten.

“What do you say to me feeding you something a little healthier now?” Hudson asks as I try to juggle my boxes of fudge.

“I say it’s about time.”

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