it? I can adopt him?”
“We need to get with Dan and figure out details, but his father won’t block it as long as I send him the annual letter and picture.”
“This is the best possible news. I’ll call Dan in the morning about getting it moving.”
“My son is very lucky to have you as his father, Paul.”
“I’m the lucky one. He’s the best kid ever. I love him so much.”
She moved in to kiss him, and he kept her there with an arm around her shoulders.
His other hand slid down over her nightgown to cup her ass.
She smiled against his lips. “It’s too hot for this.”
“It’s never too hot for this.”
“I think it might actually be tonight.”
“No,” he said, kissing her until he’d won her over to his way of thinking.
“How do you do this to me every time?” she asked when he’d removed her nightgown and begun to kiss his way down her body.
“My special powers.”
“They’re potent.”
Paul hadn’t expected to laugh tonight, but leave it to her and the news about Ethan’s adoption to give him something other than grief to focus on. With her legs hooked over his shoulders, he set out to show her what she meant to him, using his tongue and fingers to bring her to a quick orgasm.
“So potent,” she said, gasping in the aftermath.
He kissed his way back up to her breasts, tasting both nipples before pushing his cock into her. “Ah, God, that’s the best feeling in the whole world.”
“Mmm, so good.”
“So sweaty.”
She huffed out a laugh. “Sweaty but good.”
Being overheated had never been more worth it, he thought, as he came down from the incredible high they found together.
“I need a cold shower,” she said.
“That can be arranged. In a minute, though. I need more of this first.” He held her closer, his heart beating hard from exertion and love. So much love.
She hugged him tightly and ran her fingers through his hair. “I’ve got plenty of this. Any time you need it.”
“All the time.”
“That works out well, because I need you just as much.”
His heart might be broken once again over his mother’s unrelenting illness, but Hope had helped him see how much he had to be thankful for, too.
Chapter 25
After waking up Sunday morning in Atlanta with a full week off to spend with his wife, Evan McCarthy was ready to put months of planning into motion, hoping to pull off a surprise his amazing Grace would never forget. And the best part? The song he’d written about her had made it all possible. She’d made everything possible for him, and now he was ready to repay the favor for the many sacrifices she’d made so they could be together while he toured.
He’d been able to reach for the brass ring, all because of her encouragement, her insistence that he chase the dream and her willingness to travel with him. Every night for months, he’d appeared onstage with Buddy Longstreet, Taylor Jones and Kate Harrington, had spent time with them, their families and the musicians that supported them all. To say he was living the dream would be putting it mildly, but the only way this dream could’ve come true was with Grace by his side.
She’d put her own dreams on hold to support his, turning her pharmacy over to her friend Fiona to manage while she was off-island.
And now, the day he’d been anticipating for so long was upon them, and he couldn’t wait another minute to put plans into action. He kissed her awake. “Gracie.”
“Mmm, ten more minutes.” She was super grumpy in the morning since she’d been pregnant. While she’d been spared the morning sickness that so many of their friends and family members experienced, she was tired all the time.
“I ordered breakfast.”
One beautiful brown eye opened. “What’d you get?”
“The French toast you liked the last time we were here.”
“You remembered that?”
“I remember everything that makes you smile the way that French toast did.”
Her eye closed again, and she snuggled deeper into the covers. “Best husband I ever had.”
He pushed a hand under the covers to caress a sensitive breast, making her gasp. “You gotta get up. We have to be somewhere right after breakfast.”
“Where do we have to be? I thought we were on vacation.”
“We are, and it’s a surprise. Now get your sexy ass out of bed and get packed. I’m taking you on an adventure.”
“I thought we were staying here for the week.”
“We were. Now we’re not.”
They’d talked about going home for the