Chapter Ten
Milly rubbed her aching feet.
This was it. She would not sign on for any more double shifts.
Her relationship with Luke progressed by leaps and bounds. She’d let the crappy motel room go and slowly they were both moving stuff out of their storage lockers and into the house, room by room as they finished them off. Milly had taken control of the yard—both front and back—and while Luke still did most of the renovating and decorating, Milly certainly had a hand in a fair part of it all.
Aside from a few completely normal bumps in the road they were doing amazingly well. Indeed, Milly reasoned to herself that part of the reason their relationship felt so perfect was because they both happily acknowledged it wasn’t perfect. Their only problems were small things, niggles neither o
