It still blows my mind that a text from an unknown number could have led to this. To a future which promises love and happiness. But I’m so glad I followed my impulses then, and that I’ve continued to do so where Cody is concerned.
“I guess I can live with that,” I tell him, earning myself a playful thwack of his palm to my chest.
“I can still call Brad,” he threatens, and I growl.
“Don’t you dare. You’re all mine, Cody Barratt.”
Letting out a happy little sigh, he kisses my shoulder and says, “And you’re all mine, Silver Fox Ken.”
I still like the sound of that.
The End