We’d traveled back to Kentucky while waiting for the closing date on our new purchase. I still couldn’t believe I’d convinced Reed this was a good idea. But somehow I had and now we were making it a reality. The house was now ours—for better or worse. It had felt as if someone had knocked the wind out of me when we’d gotten the news. I couldn’t believe it. Joy and panic had overwhelmed me all at once. Was this really happening to us? Were we really going to do this? I had a feeling it would either end very badly or very well. I prayed for the latter. There was nothing in between. After working on the place all day, we sat on the front porch steps of our new place. Reed leaned over and placed his mouth against mine. His lips were soft and warm. His kiss started slowly, then progressed with a sense of urgency. He pulled me close against his hard chest and his tongue moved along my lips. The evening air had turned to sizzling hot within a matter of seconds.
