Chapter 111

I found myself smiling as I stood over the stove, stirring the mashed potatoes one more time to make sure they were ready. Suddenly the back door opened and Josh walked in, holding a plate of grilled chicken. "Yum," I commented without my permission. It was like my mouth and body had a mind of its own. I couldn't help but notice the ring on Josh's hand, and the matching one on mine. I glanced up to study him, and I found him to be older… only by a few years. He seemed more… mature in a way. He was definitely older. He came towards me, setting the plate on the counter and leaning in to kiss my cheek.

"Yer an amazin' cook, darlin'," he commented, inhaling the heavenly scent of the potatoes. "But we both know my grilling is so much better."

I shot him a glare and stuck my tongue out at him. "You love my cooking."

"Yes," he agreed, taking the plate and heading for the table. "Especially when I'm not helpin'."