“Boss, looks like your missus is coming this way,” Bill said with a nod.
Cade shoved his hat back on his head and looked up, and yes, indeed, she was, picking her way through the frost-covered pasture in his long brown suede coat. With the winter sun haloing her dark brown hair and the chill turning her cheeks pink and making her eyes shine, she looked both sexy and sweet, and he felt a rush of tenderness and a wave of protectiveness.
Rachel, his gorgeous girl, who was now his wife and the mother of his children, five-year-old Tommy and their sweet baby girl. And he’d always loved her, falling for her the moment she and her bike had collided into him, but that love was nothing compared to what he felt for her now.
“Hey,” she said, reaching his side, her breath clouding, her eyes impossibly bright in her face.
His blood heated just looking at her. They’d made love early this morning before he’d left bed to get to work, but already he wanted her again. “What are you doing out here?”
“Madelyn’s sleeping and Mrs. Brown is playing with Tommy so I thought I’d check on you.”
“Check on me?”
“Make sure you weren’t freezing to death out here. It’s cold.” She smiled, eyes dancing. “So I’ve brought you some hot coffee and love.” She pulled a thermos out of one of the coat pockets and handed it to him, leaning in close to press a warm kiss to his cool lips. “Love you, Cade.”
“Happy Valentine’s Day, darlin’.”
“Happy Valentine’s Day, angel.”
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