He wrapped his arms around her waist and held her tight, “oh my love. I didn’t even consider this.”
“I’m blessed to have such a beautiful love so I shouldn’t be sulking but I am.”
He kissed her forehead, “you’d be better off with a local man who isn’t going to make you split your time away from your family.”
“As if,” she snorted. “Have you seen the local men?”
“Elliott is good looking.”
“Elliott is like a brother,” she made a face of disgust. “He’s gorgeous and all but the thought of kissing him makes me throw up in my mouth and I know he feels the same way.”
“At least with him, he and Mrs. Carlton would come here for dinner on Christmas Day.”
“And she’d never get to hold a great-grandchild,” she laughed at Nick’s words. “Stop trying to pawn me off on other men.”
“I’m sorry, Grier.
