They ate together on the couch, morning TV droning on in the background as they chatted lightly about nothing in particular. Muffin was gnawing on a bone she had been keeping in the fridge from Friday’s butcher trip.
Her phone vibrated across the table, Rob’s name beaming on its screen and making her heart swell, she excused herself, taking it to her room before answering him.
‘Hey beautiful.’ That familiar wash of coming home at the sound of his voice, Rose gushed.
‘Hey handsome.’ She replied, smiling like a loony, aware how easily he could make her feel this way. Just a call and two little words.
‘Is it okay to head down and finally meet my future in-laws? You know as the idiot who broke their daughters heart instead of the Laird.’ He sounded more upbeat than this morning, his normal humour present in that sexy voice. Rose giggled.