“Bless you, you angel of a woman.”
I wrapped my silk robe around me and shuffled into the kitchen.
Coming up behind me in only his boxers, Rhett embraced me from behind. “Last night was one for the record books,” he whispered before kissing my shoulder.
“It really was,” I agreed as I leaned into him.
We sat at my kitchen table with mugs of java clutched in our grasp.
“My friends and I meet for drinks every Monday night. Would you want to join us for the next one?”
I blinked rapidly as Rhett beamed across the table. “Nothing would make me happier.”
“Fantastic.”
“I hate to have to do this, but I need to head in to work.” Rhett’s brow furrowed as he glanced at the clock on my microwave.
I shot up. “Shit, I need to get ready too.”
Rhett pulled me into his arms. “See you Monday night, gorgeous.” Rhett pulled me into his arms.
“See you then.”