Three days later, Liv was standing in the kitchen, drinking her coffee. She was staring out the window at the SUV parked right outside her house; she saw Selena and Griff inside, talking. She knew they’d be in soon for a coffee and some breakfast after Mark and Sully arrived, so she had the croissants heating up in the oven, and the bacon frying on the stove.
She heard a noise behind her, and she turned to see Dallas standing there, fully clothed. He was looking at her, taking in her long hair tumbling down her back, her clear brown eyes, warm and sparkling in the morning light.
“How you doing, darlin’?” he said.
“Good.” She smiled at him, thinking how much she liked seeing him first thing every morning. “Coffee’s ready.”
He poured a large mug and took a grateful sip. “God, I love this
