Chapter 5
When Ciaran left, Ethan returned to reading the Christmas cards.
“Since when did you develop an interest in the seasonal greeting card business?”
He smiled, winked at her, and put the cards down. “I haven't. I’m just looking for an excuse.”
“An excuse for what?” she asked before she realized his intentions. They hadn’t been intimate since she'd returned home from the hospital. She smiled back at him.
He approached her slowly. She sipped her wine, then put the glass down on the side table next to the long sofa. She looked into Ethan’s soft green eyes and gazed at the gentle features of his face. He was gorgeous. She used to love everything about him.
Used to?
She was startled at her thoughts. Even in her mind, the past tense sounded wrong.
“I love you.”
“I love you, too,
