Epilogue
One Year Later
Mitch
Mitch cried out and dropped the sauté pan as his fingers brushed against the hot metal and the mushrooms flew everywhere.
“s**t!”
Mitch quickly ran cold water over his hand and then cleaned the mess up from the floor. So much for the side dish. He still had the chicken in the oven and the cheesecake he’d picked up earlier. The salad was ready too.
He’d been a jangle of nerves all day, ever since he received the email. Already eager to celebrate the one-year anniversary of when he and Craig had admitted their love under that starlit night in Branson, the email had ratcheted up the excitement of the day.
A glance at his phone told him he only had a few minutes before Craig would arrive home. He chuckled to himself, knowing Craig would be surprised by the
