Chapter 48
Chapter Forty-Eight
Ella
I’d healed from James’s loss under this willow tree, and I fell in love with Seth under it as well.
When he pressed his lips to mine, it felt like my old, dead, dried-up heart came back to life, like giving a cactus in the desert a drink of water.
Desire bloomed inside of me, which I never thought possible again.
I had never thought I could remarry, until now.
When we pulled away, he was grinning. “Worst kiss of my life,” he teased.
I crossed my arms. “Same.”
We both shared a knowing look and burst into laughter before kissing again.
This time, when I pulled away, I whispered into his ear. “Thanks for waiting for me.”
“Longest wait of my life. But totally worth it,” he assured me.
I peered up at him. “Where do we go from here?”
“Home. Let’s go home, Ella.”
The thought of going back to Idaho with Seth actually made all the tension leave my body. I loved Paris; I’d loved my year here, but it wasn’t home.
Home was wherever my kids, Seth, Honey, and Maggie were.