“Then I am glad the station has been kind enough to make it August and not January,” he chuckled softly. It was definitely much harder to explore everywhere in the dead of winter. Then again, he was sure they’d find a way to entertain themselves indoors.
The kiss to his cheek made him beam with happiness. He meant every word. She was the most beautiful woman to him, and anyone else’s opinion was simply incorrect.
Before long, the stream turned into a river along one side of them, and he helped her pass over the little bridge that would bring the lake and the house into sight.