Looking around groggily, she asked, “Where are we?” “Fort Lauderdale, we’ll be there soon, baby, but I needed a break.” “Let me get awake and I’ll come inside with you.” He waited patiently as she put herself together. Together, they strolled hand-in-hand, into a small café. After they’d ordered coffee he asked, “Well, Mrs. Dupont, tell me, how does it feel to be sitting in a café with your husband?” “It feels pretty good,” she replied shyly. “Not half as good as you’re going to be feeling later tonight,” he told her with a wink. “Chase Dupont, have I created a monster by telling you I’m ready to be your wife in every sense of the word?” she whispered. “Maybe…ah…here’s our coffee.” He thanked the waitress and as he took a sip of the steaming liquid, he smiled across the table at her, “Have a nice nap?”
