Chapter 27

When Vincent finally spoke, I could hear in his tone that he was actually listening to me, that he understood where I was coming from. “You were at the cardiologist with me yesterday. You heard what she said. As long as I take the meds, and the baby aspirin, and eat well and exercise, reduce my stress levels some…” He paused, and when I glanced up, he gave me an eyebrow waggle that had me grinning in return. “I’m good. I’m doing well. And she said I could resume all activities.”

“I know,” I responded with a sigh. “And I’m so glad to hear it. But is it so wrong that I want to take care of you? Make things easier for you?”