Judy's POV
Gavin was massaging my scalp gently while I listened to the steady beating of his heart.
He helped me arrange half of her closet into boxes for donations, sale and keepsake this morning and we were currently resting.
Or I was resting on his body.
My mom has been dead for four days now.
“Are you sure you're not needed at the office? I don't want to keep you away from anything important.”
“There's nothing more important to me than you Judy.”
My cheeks flamed from his words and I was grateful that we weren't facing each other at the moment.
“And no, you're not keeping me from anything. This is the second time you're asking me this question. Are you trying to get rid of me?”
“No. I just don't want you regretting anything.”
He sighed and ruffled my hair, “I won't regret a
