“Miss Greer and Daddy were hugging in the kitchen,” she said. Josie’s eyes widened. Beckett exhaled a quiet laugh, his eyes darting over to mine incredulously. Micah smothered a grin. “Well … I guess someone let the cat out of the bag first.” “Really?” Josie asked Beckett. “Are you two…?” Beckett slid his arm around my waist. “I was going to tell you tonight.” Her smile was immediate and relieved. “Oh Beckett, it’s about time,” she said with a laugh.
