Spencer scoffs, amused, his dimpled smile making me momentarily distracted.
“What?” I squeak, confused.
He shakes his head, leaning against the tree trunk. “It took you longer than I expected to break the silence. You would have never endured the silence for so long in the past.”
He’s got me there. I was definitely not a patient person back then. In fact, I’m still working on that, but I like to think that I have improved somewhat in the last decade.
“Yeah, well, I guess people do change,” I muse, crossing my legs and staring out at the river. The weather is chilly, but for some reason, I don’t feel cold anymore. I guess having Spencer by my side warms me somehow.
“I’d like to think so,” he adds, more to himself than to me.
I snap my head in his direction, creasing my brows at his r
