Sully made the coffee and stood in the kitchen in his boxers, drinking his first cup. He was thinking about Cordelia, naturally, and he smiled.
God, she made him happy. They were going to figure this all out somehow – Sean and their jobs and living together and hopefully Iris, too – because there was no goddamn way he was letting Cordelia get away from him, no way this was staying f*****g semi-serious. She was his life’s breath now, and because of her, he believed again. She’d brought him back to life, and he was going to spend the rest of his own life holding her close.
He walked over to the windows and squinted towards the lake, hoping to see her approaching. No sign, so he assumed she was still out there, being all effortlessly and accidentally sexy as she spread her legs and bent ov
