Meet Hollis

Morning came and they dressed for work together. Brett appeared somber yet collected. But Daisy knew he was anything but.

"You really won’t give up on me, will you?" he asked quietly.

She held up her right hand and showed him her ring. "You’re stuck with me, Lexington. Get used to it."

On their drive to work, he cuddled her in his lap, and again on their ride to Brett's business lunch later in the day.

Daisy didn’t speak more than a dozen words during the meal, which Brett ordered for her that she obviously enjoyed. She sat quietly at his side, her left hand resting on his hard thigh beneath the tablecloth, a wordless affirmation of her commitment to him, to both of them.

As Brett discussed a new factory acquisition that was still in progress, he placed his warm, strong palm on Daisy's own that was already resting on his lap.

They kept that connection throughout the entire meal, each of them choosing to eat one-handed rather than separate. With each hour that passed, both of them