“They’d been dating for a while and he knew it was time to move past going Dutch and step out. He adored her for willingness to do what made him comfortable, but knew she needed more. Tonight they were venturing out to a ceramic shop he’d driven by a million times but never had the courage to enter. This idea felt scary and exhilarating. A part of him considered it training for what was to come soon with Rocco. He’d begun taking trips to his home to record. “I’m ready,” Colette called, making hi...m smile. She popped out of the bedroom in a pair of dark denim skinny jeans that hugged her long, lean legs and a T-shirt that said Artists Do it Better. She’d tamed her hair into one long braid that hung down her back like a black silk rope. “Sorry, it was the hair that held me up.” “I figured as much.” They linked hands and headed out of the room. “Are you going to tell me what we’re doing?” “No, that would ruin the surprise. But I will say we’re leaving the house.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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