CHAPTER FORTY ONE

I had hoped that it was Kerry since then. I wouldn't have to deal with as much drama, but as the car pulls up in front of Rory's house, I'm quite confident that it's not her.

“Rory, I overhear you whispering, "I suppose it's your girlfriend." Jennifer exits the vehicle and walks up to the front door of his house to enter. I can hear Rory mumbling as he pokes his head around the corner.

I come to a standstill in the hot tub before beginning my ascent. I invite him inside and tell him, "Come in here. She will assume you're someplace about the property."

I make a hasty entrance into the cottage, and Rory follows close behind. While I am skipping in front of him and playfully catching his hands, he squeezes my bottom. While the two of us are laughing, he picks me up and carries me over to the leather sofa.

"What exactly are you up to?" I inquire as our faces come closer together.

He responds with a soft murmur, "Kissing you if that's okay."

I give him a slight nod and draw closer to kiss