Dave pulled up to his house and waited for the garage door to go all the way up. Brooklynn’s car sat in the driveway, and it made his heart thump in a whole new way. First, he was a little nervous to see her. Second, he was a lot excited to see her. He always wanted to find her car in his driveway after work.
Of course, today had been a horrible day on the boat, with fog and rain and general unrest out on the water with low visibility. He’d thought a lot about retiring, actually, and with the way his bones ached, it was sounding better and better.
He eased his SUV into the garage and got out of the car with a groan and a sigh. “You sound like an old man,” he muttered to himself. He felt like an old man—until he pushed through the door and into his house, where soft music played and Brook
