Chapter Twenty-Two
Ella
Standing on the porch at my parents’ house, a smile bloomed from the inside out when I saw Caleb’s truck. It was early Friday morning. The sun was just coming up, its rays cast across the frosted landscape. As the frost melted, it misted the sky in a hazy pink and lavender with the sunrise in the distance. I breathed deeply, savoring the earthy scents of autumn.
We were leaving earlier than we originally planned. Caleb had texted yesterday and suggested we plan to have breakfast at one of our favorite diners. So with the crisp fall air and the scent of wood smoke in the distance, I jogged down the porch steps to meet him halfway.
I didn’t even bother to keep myself from doing what I wanted. Catching his hand in mine, I reeled him close, leaned up and kissed him.
