“Your carriage awaits, ma’am.” I beckoned her forward and she stepped through the gap. “Are you my carriage?” she asked. “Yeah, I forgot my saddle, but you can ride me bareback, right?” the joke slipped out as easily as if we were still a couple and I immediately regretted it. She punched my arm, but a smile played around her lips and my regrets instantly went away. “So that’s a yes?” I taunted and she rolled her eyes.
