Zeke parked in front of his mother’s home. It was a small wood-frame construction, but it was just her now.
“Wow,” Alexa said. “Nice place. It looks new.”
“I bought it for her when Dad passed away. She needed something wheelchair accessible and our childhood home was the farthest thing from that.”
She squeezed her hand. “That was nice of you.”
His cheeks warmed. “It was nothing. I mean, the investments Knox put my money in went off the charts. I spent a lot on her and my brother. New homes, new cars, whatever they needed. What’s money for if not to spend?”
Alexa leaned over the console and kissed him. “I’m glad you think that way. I agree wholeheartedly.”
He snatched her off the passenger seat and hauled her over to straddle his lap. “I think I deserve more kisses.”
“You do?” She la
