an octave, sending instant heat through her.
From the moment they’d stepped inside the bucket of this tractor, she’d known more would happen than sipping wine and eating cheese and fruit. But now that she was hearing that tone in his voice, she was very aware he was going to kiss her.
“I’d like to see the chicken coop,” she said, hearing her own huskiness in her tone.
“I’ll take you anytime you like,” he said.
“Thanks.”
He took the glass from her hand, setting it back in the basket, and he reached for her. She closed her eyes as he kissed her, and she most certainly kept seeing stars. The way he touched her, made her feel as if she was the only woman in the world was intoxicating. She didn’t ever want it to end.
She leaned back and let the moment take her . . . let her mind blank, and let the man she couldn’t stop thinking about, bring her pleasure. Maybe it was better this way . . . maybe it was good to let go. Maybe it didn’t have to be about who was right and who was wrong.
Maybe . . . just maybe they could reach for those stars.
Chapter Nineteen
“Joseph Anderson if you ask how I’m feeling one more time I won’t care that this glass I’m holding came from Italy on our twentieth anniversary, and I’ve been very careful with it since that beautiful time. I’ll chuck it straight at your head and I won’t feel an ounce of remorse when it cuts you.”
Hudson, Crew, and Brandon had to turn away and cover their mouths to keep from laughing out loud. They’d only been in the beautiful gardens outside of the Anderson mansion for an hour and Joseph had seriously questioned Katherine on how she was feeling five times. If she so much as sighed, he was jumping to his feet to make sure she was okay.
“You sneezed,” Joseph said, a pout in his voice. It was quite humorous to see the man so many respected, reverting to acting like a child who hadn’t gotten his way when it came to his wife. He was a humbled man with Katherine willing to do anything and everything for her.
“Everyone sneezes,” Katherine said. “I feel better than I have in a very long time. The surgery worked, and I’m feeling better. You have to give me time to get fully back to myself, and you have to do that without hovering.”
“I’m sorry,” Joseph said after a short pause. “You’re right, my love. I’m just reminding you to take it easy. You’re still vulnerable. Your body has been put through a lot lately. I’ll try my best to do better. I worry so much about you. I can’t seem to stop myself.”
She reached over and caressed his face, love shining in her eyes. “I know, Joseph. I love how much you love me. And I love you just as much. So, let’s enjoy that love and not worry about tomorrow.”
He leaned over and gently kissed her on the lips, and Hudson couldn’t help but feel a bit envious. He’d never felt that way before, but watching the pure love between Joseph and Katherine after nearly fifty years together was something beautiful to behold.
“They’re making me miss my wife,” Finn said with a laugh.
“Not me. They’re making me terrified to ever fall in love. What if you’re in love and lose that person?” Crew asked.
Both Hudson and Finn looked at their brother like he might have something growing from his head.
“Aren’t you the psychologist, the one who always preaches to us about how we can’t live our lives in fear?” Hudson finally asked.
“We can’t live in fear, but we can certainly be wise in the decisions we make,” Crew said, rolling his eyes.
“Who are you?” Finn asked. “You never roll your eyes or talk this way. You’re always in control. Something’s been up with you for a while, and I, for one, would like to know what in the heck it is.”
“Nothing’s wrong with me,” Crew said before zeroing in on Hudson. Damn it. He never should’ve talked to his brother the day before. He’d thought it was safe with Crew being a professional and all. He glared at him as he tried to stop him from speaking.
“Hudson, on the other hand, has problems.” At those words, not only did Finn look at Hudson, but Joseph and Katherine turned his way too.
“Is everything okay, Hudson?” Joseph asked.
“You’re now asking the boys since