"We have spent a lot of time together teaching each other about our different traditions, haven't we?" Ichabod gave her a gentle smile, his head tilted to one side as he observed her settling into the sofa beside him. He liked her comfort, he liked the way that the fit together, worked together and enjoyed each other's company without pretence. He'd never started a relationship in this way either.
Truthfully, it had been very different with Katrina. All very refined in traditional. He didn't consider what he felt for her or their love for each other had been in any way false, but circumstances were different and the trauma of what had happened with their son Jeremy had ultimately played against their loyalty for each other. But that -- all of that, was in the past. What was important now was carving a new future and certainly doing what they could remember what had come before but to also leave it where it belonged.
"I think it's time we started to make our own, you and I. Together."