Olivia and Izzy whipped up a delicious meal of chicken quesadillas in no time, Izzy back to her old self, being in awe of Olivia, soaking up the cooking tips and the attention, the sight of their heads together, giggling and generally enjoying being together. Hunter couldn’t remember when the kitchen at Cactus Bay Winery ever echoed to as much laughter and happiness. Happiness. When had he felt so contented? He wanted to bottle this moment or mark it on a calendar at least, for bringing a significant shift to the relationship he wanted to build with Olivia together with his children.
“Rick are you up for another piece of chocolate brownie cheesecake?” Izzy’s voice was soft, her eyes betraying her inner shyness because they shone.
“I can’t believe you ladies whipped this incredible food
