Chapter Sixteen
I breathed a sigh of relief when Ginny knocked on my door late Sunday afternoon. I told her I’d be cooking most of the day and to come whenever she wanted. As the day wore on, I convinced myself she wasn’t going to show up at all.
The sun was dipping toward the ocean when I opened the door. It framed her perfectly, highlighting her dark skin and setting off the orange flowers on her dress.
I went hard immediately and fought the urge to drag her into my arms and show her how much I missed her.
“Hey,” she whispered.
“Hi.”
We stood there for a long moment until she asked, “Can I come in?”
I stepped back and rolled my eyes at myself. “Of course. Sorry. I was just enjoying looking at you.”
Pink flooded her cheeks and she ducked her head. She stepped past me, her dress br
