That posed one question.
And they knew it.
“How long are you staying?” Michael asked.
They knew what she told the waitress, but now, they wanted a timeline—so they could see how long they had to help her.
She laughed.
“Want to get rid of your mother already, Son?” she teased. “Because that felt like that kind of a question. If it’s about you getting down and dirty with your man, I can ignore most things—like I did last night.”
Graham flushed a shade of red NOT found in nature, and with good reason.
If she was serious, he was the sound that she heard.
That made Michael laugh.
“Oh, someone has good ears,” he joked.
Graham was horrified.
“This is awkward.”
She just snorted.
“That wasn’t the answer to the question, now was it?” she asked.
Glancing up in the mirror, Michael was honest.
“You could move in forever, and I’d be happy,” he stated. “I love having you here. I like our family of three. Hey, free babysitter for one day when we have kids.”
Oh, she hoped they did just that. Michael would be an amazing father.
At that comment, Graham grinned.
“I mean, there’s no one more I’d trust my children to,” Graham admitted.
That touched her heart, and she leaned forward to kiss both men on the cheeks.
Graham winked at her.
“For the record, you had me at ‘next time let’s get tattoos’,” he stated. “I love me some ink. I’m getting my husband to put my name right on my favorite part of him,” he said.
“My ass?” Michael said, grinning.
He laughed.
“Uh, sure. Your ass,” he joked when he meant his OTHER favorite part of him.
Elizabeth sighed.
“Thank you for helping me through this,” she said. “I love you both for it. I feel…human again. Am I back? No, but I’m on my way. Like Finn said, this is a journey, and I’m letting Fate drive the bus. Hopefully, it’s not off the cliff.”
Yeah, that was what they all hoped.
Then again, they’d be there to catch her if she fell.
“As they drove up to the gate, it opened, and they parked in the courtyard in front. Michael wanted her not to see the car in the garage.