11
Earning spots
Lily got up to putter around the kitchen, while Derek and I put our heads together over the mock-up of his book. I loved the transition that had just occurred allowing me, rather than her, to spend alone time with the handsome fireman.
“You do really need an illustrator,” I teased him as I began flipping though the pages of his book. The stick figure drawings that he was using as placeholders did nothing to accentuate the storyline.
He nodded, seeming somewhat embarrassed by his lack of drawing skills. Feeling bad for picking on him, I added, “The prose is fantastic, though.”
That earned me one of the beaming grins that I now actively craved. Maybe I should tell my doctor that when she asks me at my next checkup. Cravings? Yes, as the matter of fact, I crave gorgeous
