Epilogue.
Moonlight over the ocean is one of the most romantic sights in the world, especially wrapped in the arms of a man like Max. I leaned back against his chest, and his arms tightened around my shoulders.
I loved our cozy little deck. Although we'd attended a fancy dinner with the captain tonight, we'd eaten most of our meals out here alone, watching the water, discussing topics as mundane as our favorite cheeses and as complicated as world politics. We explored our faith, grateful to God for what we had and for each other. I had my wisha"time alone with Max. Without guilt.
This was better than a honeymoon. No newlywed nerves to get over or awkwardness to work through. In the familiarity, we'd discovered things about each other that we'd never known before.
"Baby, are you happy?" Max nibbled my neck.
"Mmm."
"Your dress makes me crazy." He kissed my ear.
I smiled to myself. The red gown did exactly what I'd hoped.
He laid a hand on my stomach. "You haven't been sick since we left."
"No coffee. I feel really good." Content. Peaceful.
"I'm happy, too," he said. "Having another baby seems right, somehow. Like confirmation of how much I love you. Of our love for each other and God's love for us."
He couldn't have said anything nicer. I extricated myself from his arms and turned around to face him. His black tuxedo and my dress added a dash of sophistication and mystery to the night, like we were the hero and heroine in one of Abbie's novels. I ran his lapels between my fingers. Talk about making someone crazy. Nobody looks better in a suit than Max. I glanced up at his face.
He smiled and touched my cross necklace. "You're still wearing it."
"It means as much to me as my wedding ring," I said, thinking how much Max meant to me and how grateful I was to God for him and my family.
He ran a finger over my lips. "I'm glad it's all over." His eyes looked fathomless in the moonlight.
"What's over?" I murmured as I kissed his neck.
"Murder and mayhem. Police investigations."
"Oh. That." I didn't want to admit to Max that I missed writing down clues.
He pulled me closer. I leaned my head against his chest, listening to the solid thump of his heart and sighed with pleasure. No interruptions. No children knocking at the door. No ringing phones. Just me and Max.
He stepped back, looked me up and down, and his eyes gleamed. "How about let's go inside."
I smiled. All of Max's attention was on me. As single-minded as he was, that made for lots of fun. I, however, was more easily distracted, even from him for once. As we stepped back into our cabin, I told myself that when I got home, I was going to buy more steno pads, which were easy to use and transport. Maybe something would come up. I sort of liked solving mysteries.
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