‘Maybe we all settle down eventually,’ said Joe.
‘Maybe.’ She walked barefoot through the grass and then turned to him. ‘I was going to suggest that this was my rock-star moment, but it’s more of a sixties hippy thing, isn’t it? Barefoot in the grass.’
‘You make a beautiful hippy,’ said Joe.
She smiled at him. She was wearing the green dress. It was the first time he’d got to see it, and his eyes had opened wide. She’d explained that she’d bought it for the date that had been interrupted by the school siege, and he’d looked at her ruefully and said that if she’d been wearing that dress, he’d never have let her walk out of the restaurant.
‘That makes you sound very shallow,’ she teased.
‘That’s men for you,’ he said. ‘Truly, Sheridan, I’ve never seen you look so lovely.’
He repeated his words now as he looked at her standing in the moonlight, her fiery red hair cascading around her shoulders, the green dress enhancing all the good things about her body.
‘You look fairly all right yourself,’ she told him.
He walked over to her and kissed her. She was getting used to being kissed by him in the open air. But she hoped she’d never get tired of it. She didn’t think she would. She knew she’d found exactly what she’d been looking for. Love. Happiness. And the right person to share it with. Which, she thought to herself as she leaned her head on his shoulder, was something that could only be described as a totally win-win situation.
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