”No,” Melinda smiled as she shook her head, touched by Bill’s concern. “The time we’ve been here it just…” She took his hand and slipped her foot between his. “It feels like a dream, almost. Unreal? So it’s not like we just started dating. We’re going on almost two months already.” She chuckled softly, happily, and made herself more comfortable against him. “I just needed to translate that into real world time.” It was the best explanation she could give.
“And I’d love to meet your children tomorrow, but I don’t want to come between you and them.”