Chapter 70

LONDON

I woke up in Striker’s arms. We had dinner at a nice restaurant for the first time in weeks. We walked and kissed. We laughed together. Then since we’d been apart, my period just happened to be today, which was a shame.

I wiped off the hair that fell on his face, kissed his cheek, and got out of bed to use the bathroom. I didn’t realize it was almost nine in the morning.

After I cleaned up, I put on a comfy shirt and jeans. This time I would wear sneakers so that I could enjoy the stroll without worrying about my feet for blisters.

I heard a soft knock. When I opened the door, it was Moses. “Pa, good morning.”

I felt lucky to have fathers-in-law like him and Tate. Tate was a good dad. Moses did his best to fill the time he missed with his son.

“Morning, London.”

“Striker is still sleeping. I didn’t realize we were leaving early. Let me wake him up.”

“No, honey. I came here, hoping he was still sleeping. Let him rest. If he wakes