Page 64 of The Lyon Loves Last

“Are you sure? I’m not sure I want… not yet. But… if we do…?” She couldn’t finish the sentence.

“I’m quite sure.” He kissed the top of her head, the tip of her nose, her lips. “Are you sure about leaving Hawthorne?” He tipped her chin up. “I never thought this place would be a havenfor me and not a torment. You have made it so. But my heaven is where you are, where you are happiest. And… I must admit, the thought of this new project is thrilling.”

Him too, then?Thatthrilled her. “I think you’ll enjoy this new plan. It will provide the adventure I know you still crave.”

“Me? Crave adventure? Never. I’m old and staid now. Smoke inhalation will do that to a man.”

“I know you boxed Freddy last month when I was visiting Chloe.”

He touched his eye as if it were still tender. “The shiner gave it away?” He grinned. “I supposed I’m caught.” He pushed the parlor door open and stuck in his head. “Game’s off, Garrett. You can have the house.”

Garrett swooped up his wife and swung her in a circle as they laughed and hugged.

And Grandfather snorted into wakefulness in the corner. “What’s happened? Why’s everyone happy?”

“I’ll let the Becketts tell you, Grandfather. I’ve got to go kiss my wife.”

He swung Caro into his arms and bounded up the stairs with her arms around his neck. He was already kissing her when he laid her on their bed.