“Already?”
“We’re old enough to tell each other the truth. I fell in love with you yesterday, when we quarreled. When I saw that you were falling in love with me. I gave six years of my life to Abel. I’m being repaid in a way, but it doesn’t mean I have to give him all the rest of my life. He lived as he chose, and died as he chose. Most of the money goes into a trust for Jamie, anyway.”
“I want the rest of your life. And I don’t feel guilty. I never will.”
“I’m glad. Of course we’ll have to wait.”
“I can wait.”
Her hand touched my shoulder, lightly.