take not being able to hang with Zoey. Heâs already pouting about not being able to marry us.â
âHeâs still asking?â
âYep. Not changing my mind, though. The boyâs a kid. I need him to stop acting like heâs ninety. He wants to be a preacher so bad, and I can respect that, but I donât think heâs ever been given a choice to be anything else but that.â
âYou could be right.â
She sighed. âNot sure what Iâm supposed to do. I feel like Iâm making it up as I go along.â
âYou love him, he loves you. Thatâs half the battle.â
âI suppose so.â
âTell you what. Give me a kiss, and Iâll let you get back to work.â
âThatâs quite a segue, Your Honor,â she said saucily.
âHave to keep you motivated.â He walked over and braced his hands on the edge of the desk. âDonât want you slacking on the job.â
âCanât have that,â she agreed, and rose from her chair. When he took her into his arms, she placed her head against his heart. âI say we elope and run off to Tahiti.â
âBe nice, but Bernadine will just find us and book the Sistine Chapel anyway.â
âProbably.â
He looked down into her eyes. âDid I tell you today that I love you?â
âHmm. I think so, but be nice if you showed me.â
And so, after a kiss that was slow and sweet, Trent went into his office. Grumbling about being mayor was the last thing on his mind.
A short while later, Lily drove over to the school to talk with Devon. The children were outside, working in the sunshine. Crystal, sporting her new short, feathered do, was hunched over a table with her ever-present shadow, Eli James. They appeared to be drawing something. When Crys looked up and saw Lily, she waved happily, and Lily waved back. The new hairdo was an offshoot of the injuries Crystal had suffered at the hands of her biological father, Ray Chambers. Ray was ultimately killed during a tornado, and the badly injured Crystal had to have her head shaved for the doctors to treat her concussion. Her hair was growing out, and Lily had to admit that their resident teen queen looked very fly.
Devon and Zoey were seated at another table, working on math problems along with Amari and Preston.
As she walked up, Devon turned and beamed a smile her way. âHi, Ms. Lily.â
âHey, Devon.â
She nodded in greeting to Amari and Preston. âAmari, may I talk to you and Devon for a minute, please?â
Amari went stock-still. âAre we in trouble?â
âNot with me, but is there something I need to tell your dad?â
He grinned. âNo, maâam.â
Enjoying him as she always did, she led him and Devon a few steps away before she explained why sheâd come.
Amari didnât seem to have a problem with her request and replied, âSure. I told Dad Iâd meet him at the garage. I can take Devon with me.â
Lily turned to Devon. âIs that okay?â
He nodded, but asked, âAfter that can I go to Zoeyâs?â
Lily chose her words slowly and carefully, âI think this time you should stay with Mr. Trent and Amari until I get back. Weâre all going to be family soon, Dev. Be nice if we could get to know each other better.â
Amari nodded as if he agreed, but Devon didnât seem convinced. âWhat if Zoey gets lonely? She misses her mom.â
Lily could see Zoey watching them. Those big dark eyes of hers were Lilyâs undoing, so mentally, she threw up her hands. âOkay, Amari, take Zoey, too. Iâll let Dr. Reg know.â
Amari shrugged off the addition of another person to his entourage. âNo problem.â
âThanks, Amari. Devon, Iâll see you this evening.â
As she turned to walk away she heard, âMs. Lily. Hold up a minute. I need to talk to you.â It was Preston.
When he reached her, she