Page 128 of The Retaliation You Deliver

“Down for a trip to Miami?”

“That for the beach house?” I ask, excitement building in my belly.

We’ve been back to that place no less than four times since our first visit the day we officially restarted our lives, and I still can’t get enough.

“It’s no longerthebeach house, Red.”

My heart thunders against my ribs as my mind races at a mile a minute.

He leans in, whispering in my ear.

“Now, it’s our beach house.”

“You didn’t?” I gasp in shock.

“I did. So now, no matter where life takes us, how hard things get. We can always go back to where it all began and remember that it’s just you and me, baby.”

“You and me, baby,” I repeat, pulling him tighter into my body and brushing my lips against his. “Forever.”