CHAPTER 9
The Wednesday afternoon before Thanksgiving, Michael finished grading the last of his senior-level British Lit exams and headed out. In defiance of their normal pattern, he and Sheridan had decided to spend the entire holiday together, day and night. I can't wait, but first, I have an errand to run. His heart began pounding in a way that had nothing to do with the three flights of stairs he'd just descended or the frigid air that tried to steal the breath right from his lungs.
Damn it, another scary moment. Who would have guessed, back in September, that my life would take such a drastic turn? And yet… he couldn't help recalling how her eyes lit up the time they'd seriously discussed marriage.
She's itching for a deeper commitment. I can see it even though she hasn't said a wo
