“I have the money. I mean, to get us something to travel in if you wish.” She frowned at him. “When my grandma first came here this time, she gave each of us an envelope to use for something fun. I’ve never spent mine. I have thought about it off and on since I met you, but now that we’re talking about it, I think it would be so much more fun if we were to get us a big travel camper and live like heathens. I think they call it glamping. You know, glamorous camping kind of thing.” She laughed and said she’d love that.
“I know a couple of people that camp. I think they have more fun with their kids being able to roam around in the big bus-looking thing than they do cooped up in the back of a car. Yes, let’s do it. As soon as we get back. I think we still have time for a few trips before fall comes around.” They were still talking about it when they went into town for dinner. He was enjoying the fresh seafood and told her that. “We can come here when we want. The Feds have a couple of dark houses—not safe houses, but dark houses—that other agents use when they need some time off like us. I think I’ll put in for it a few times a year. Is that all right?”
“It’s wonderful. I think we could even use it when we get to go onto my job. Quarter horses are in all kinds of races that we’d be able to go do. I haven’t spoken to Robby about those, but I’m sure he’d like me to be there. This is getting more exciting all the time.”
He was also liking the fact that they’d be together as a family when the kids came along. Or they adopted. In fact, when she pulled up the website of some campers near where they were, they decided to spend their last day there just looking for one they might like to use. He had a feeling they were going to be buying it and having it delivered to their home.
Not that he minded. His figuring was with all the dealerships around, they might even be able to get just what they wanted without having to order something. He knew they were going about this all wrong. Researching anything they’d need seemed to be something that neither of them wanted to invest any time in. But he thought that sometimes it was fun just to wing it. He didn’t wing things very well usually. However, he thought this would be just the amount of fun the two of them needed.
By the time they were finished with dinner, they had a list of options they had decided they needed and things they didn’t. According to the videos they’d watched, they knew storage was going to be something that, while it would seem as if there was plenty, it would never be enough. Especially when it came to having children in the home with them.
“You do realize we’re going to have to get all kinds of things for the camper too?” He asked her what. “Well, linens. Also, we’ll need to make sure we have all sorts of things to eat. Snacks and such. I love travelling and having snacks to eat.”
“I did notice when we stop someplace you usually get something to eat. Even if we’re headed to dinner.” She kissed him on the mouth as she stepped into an ice cream shop. “See. Right there is what I’m talking about.”
“Do you care?” He shook his head, telling her he loved her with all his heart. “And I need to keep up my strength so I can keep up with you. You’re wearing me to the bones.”
“You love that too.” Christ, he loved this woman and didn’t want to return to the real world. Just being with her over the last few days had been so nice he didn’t want to return to reality. Not ever.
They were leaving the day after tomorrow. Things were going to have to be put aside for a couple of days after getting there too. Neither of them had spoken about the list of shit that was going on, and he was all right with that. But soon, they’d have to deal with it. He just hoped it didn’t take too much to settle up. Like the issues with Missy Tyler and Robin Quarter.
They would take care of those two things first, and he had a feeling the rest of it would simply fall into place. At least that’s what he had hopes for. But with this family dynamics, who the hell knew what was going to happen daily? Laughing to himself, he took Rogue’s hand into his as they walked along the boardwalk. For now, he just didn’t care about anything but this woman.
Chapter 6
Robby didn’t know what he could say to the young woman across from him. He’d thought of her as a child when he offered her the job. It was a lark on his part, but his mind was now working on all the things she’d told him. Also, some of the things he was almost too afraid to ask her about.
“Do you believe me?” He told Billy he did. He was just thinking. “Uncle Quin said you weren’t a chatterbox and that you’d appreciate me not being one either. But I’m very nervous right now. Could you at least smile or something so I know you’re not going to pull out a gun and kill me with it?”
“Good lord, child.
