Chapter Thirty-Seven

The next few days passed in a blur as we fell into a routine like it was second nature to us.

I spent the mornings with Silas, and we got to know each other better, discussing anything from trivial matters, such as our favorite colors, to life-changing decisions, such as whether we wanted children or not.

It was a foregone conclusion that I liked red the best, but I wouldn’t have pegged Silas for a guy who favored blue.

As luck would have it, we were on the same page about children being an extraordinary blessing, though I wasn’t ready for any little ones anytime soon.

I’d never done this with Gage, never planned that far ahead into the future, and, admittedly, it felt nice to begin putting down roots de novo.

More and more of our spare moments were spent with our hands roving and little talking being done as the days flew by, but I didn’t hate the way things were going.

My emotions were a mess, but Saint was there to help me sort through the tangled web of my thoughts, allowing