CHAPTER NINETEEN
I picked her up out of my truck and carried her into the huge open floor plan of my place. Every time I walked through the front door, I appreciated the twenty-foot-high ceiling with immense wooden beams spanning its surface. I could imagine the town’s firefighters of yore walking beneath them. The exposed brick on the walls gave the dwelling a warm, welcoming atmosphere, and I realized, now with Mia back, it truly felt like home.
I placed her arms around my shoulders before settling my good hand under her bottom and Captain Hook on the back of her neck. It was how a person might carry a child, but the blaze coursing through her skin felt like full-grown female beneath my palm.
I set her on the couch and gazed into her eyes. “I’m thinking it’s a comfort food kind of day
