Epilogue
Tess walked up the steps to the house and fumbled with the kitchen door, losing hold of one of the too many grocery bags she held. “Dammit,” she said when several oranges tumbled out of the bag, bouncing down the steps into the grass. As she leaned over trying to collect what was left of the broken bag of groceries, the door opened.
“Nice to see you too,” Nathan said.
Tess turned to look up over her shoulder from where she knelt on the steps to find herself being greeted with Nathan’s dangerous dimples and those navy blue eyes filled with laughter. She shifted from kneeling to sit on the steps, laughing as she did.
“Overestimated how much I could carry,” she said with a sigh and a shake of her head. Brushing her curls out of her eyes, she watched as Nathan stepped past her,
