But she still wanted to be sure. Could Ethan really handle having a wife who was a bit simple-minded? This was a question that required some more digging.
So, Vivian stopped being a passive observer and cheerfully skipped over to Ethan. "Hey, Mr. Handsome, did the doc fix your leg? Can you walk now?" Vivian's innocent curiosity radiated from her.
As he watched the little simpleton in front of him, Ethan was filled with unasked questions. Questions he wanted to ask but feared that if he did, he might risk losing her again.
At that moment, all he wanted was to keep his little simpleton close. He was done with the emptiness and longing.
"Nope, not yet. Can't walk just yet," he answered, never taking his intense gaze off Vivian, his voice a low rumble. "But you can hang with me. Even in th
