“Oh, you’ve got magic fingers, Theo. If you weren’t marrying Wills, and if I weren’t already married to his father, I’d snatch you up.”
“Sorry, too late.” I grinned and dug my thumbs into the ball of her foot. It was nice to be appreciated.
She gave a relieved sigh, but then she bit her lip, looking concerned. “Sweetie, did it ever bother you?”
“That Dad fell in love with you?” Wills slid an arm around her shoulders and urged her to lean back against him. “Are you kidding? I started pushing him to ask you to marry him almost as soon as you moved in. We had a housekeeper’s suite in the house in Seaford,” he told me, “but since Alice had one of the upstairs bedrooms, we decided to rent it out.”
“And I was lucky enough to get it.”
“Yeah. Do you remember the night Dad knocked down the jerk you’d gone out with?”