Chapter 44
THE ROOM WAS DARK. Ted Arnold sat on the edge of the bed and stared at Stevie Johnson while she slept. It was a loving gaze, but depending on who saw, it could look creepy.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he whispered.
Stevie squinted. “It’s too bright in here,” she said.
Ted smiled. He stared into her squinted eyes. “The shades aren’t even open. I made you a latte.”
“Mmmm. You are an amazing man,” she said and smiled.
He leaned down and kissed her full on the lips.
“Ugh, morning mouth,” she said.
“I don’t care, I love you.”
“I know you do. I love you, too,” she said and wrapped her arms around him to pull him closer. They laid like that for a minute before she spoke again. “Where’s that latte?” she asked with a sly smile on her face.
Ted leaned over to the table next to th
