That was so sweet…. I sniffled. Damn. Wills was going to think I was a crybaby. Why was it I seemed to well up at the drop of a hat, but he never shed a tear?
I cleared my throat and stepped out of his embrace. “Check out your last present.” That was the books.
“Oh. Oh, my!” He held up one of the books, The Pearl. “I take it this isn’t the John Steinbeck book.”
“No.” I grinned. “It’s a collection of Victorian porn. Thumb through them.” I started collecting the dishes. “I’m going to clear off the table and make the coffee. Once that’s done, I’ll get the cake ready.”
* * * *
I had put two numbered candles, a two and a seven, on the strawberry shortcake, plus two regular birthday candles, one for good luck and one for happiness, and was about to light them when Wills sauntered in.
“Babe
