"We should hurry if we're going to catch our plane."Her soon-to-be husband entered the bedroom late Sunday morning with a smile and a sexy gleam in his eyes. Her heart skipped a beat as she looked at him. She wondered when Michael would stop taking her breath away. She had a feeling it would be a very long time from now, if ever. "You're telling me that?" Michael teased. "I wasn't the one who decided to help your mom make blueberry muffins from scratch for breakfast.""It was our tradition when I was little. It was one of the few things she and I did together. Everything else was usually her and Dani. I couldn't say no."He walked across the room and leaned over to give her a tender kiss. "I'm glad you spent time with her. I'm happy that you're getting closer to your mom again. And to the rest of your family, too.""But just when I'm ready to get close again, everyone else goes away," she said with a sigh. "Dani sent me a text. She said her apartment has a view of the White House. She's very excited to be so close.""I think your sister has her eye on the White House for her own personal ambitions.""I'm sure.
