Melinda nodded, turning her head slightly to press a kiss to the heel of his hand. “I’ll be over anytime I possibly can,” she promised him and dipped her head. Gently she nibbled on his upper lip, tasting and smiling. “And I’ll have the wards set for you so you can get in even if I’m running late.” There was no reason that they should be wasting time with him waiting outside, just because some customers couldn’t make up their minds.
“We can do it,” she whispered, her eyes shining lovingly at him. She wanted this, and even with the bumps and trials they were bound to be in for, she was certain that they could make it work. Somehow.