12 Chapter 12

And, tucked under all that stuff, was a tiny, black, box made of velvet. Inside was a ring that had cost more than the one he once bought Kate. A simple gold band with a single, triangle-shaped diamond on it. Gorgeous. He had seen it in a catalog and showed Lane, who had told him, “If you get any wild ideas about proposing to me, Rem, I want that ring on my finger or it’s a no.”

The ring and the question Remy hoped to ask with it was supposed to be the climax of their two weeks together. How was he going to find a chance to share such a special moment with his lover now that his son would be along for the ride?

As Remy carried a bag to the Jeep, he heard the door leading from the garage to the kitchen open, and a young, male voice called out, “Mom? Is he here yet?”

Kate gave Remy a deer-in-headlights look. “Distract him!” she whispered, taking the bag of presents from Remy. “Go, go! Before he comes out here!”