Rebel
I am still in my home office, deep in thought, when Trish spoke to me. "Are you thinking about Asher?" Trish asks when she sees me sitting with the paperwork. I was staring into space, lost in my thoughts. I didn't even hear her come into my office. "Yeah, but I promise I will leave it in Zander's hands," I say, and she smiles and comes over to sit on my lap. "Good, because he knows what he is doing. We are all packed and ready. Do you have everything you need?"
"I only need you and our kids," I say, and she smiles and kisses me. I try to deepen the kiss, but she pulls away and laughs. "No time for that, husband. We need to leave for the airfield," she says, trying to get up. I pulled her back down and put my arms around her. "We can leave right after you give your husband a prope
