Chapitre 101: Chapter 101: Which Room?

VOLUME 3: RANSOMING REDEMPTION

Maggie Flynn smiled to herself as she watched the falling snow through the large bay window of the Red Lion Inn.  “This is gonna be good,” he’d said.  While she waited at their table, Bobby had gone to check them in for their overnight stay.

He planned ahead, made reservations.  But he made sure I didn’t feel pressured.  Which of course I didn’t. She rolled her eyes. I did a little planning ahead of my own.  She sipped her wine and thought about her apartment sitting empty and ready with fresh sheets on the bed, and breakfast ingredients in the fridge. 

“All settled, cher,” Bobby murmured, kissing her cheek before he returned to his seat on the opposite side of the table.

A wave of cold air wafted over her as he moved past, and she saw a smattering of snowflakes glistening in his hair.  “You had to go outside?”