Chapter 147: The Rapids

Emily woke up to find the hotel room empty. It was probably a good thing, she figured, if Byron was out for a walk to clear his head and get those silly ideas out of there.

She started to get dressed and was brushing her teeth when she heard him come in. She turned to see him carrying a bouquet of freesias. The beautiful flowers competed with the beautiful man carrying them. Byron looked adorably penitent, and she was already tempted to hug and kiss him despite their argument the previous night.

"I let my imagination run away with me. I'm sorry," he said. "Sometimes I worry that marriage is not what you were looking for when you met me, and it might not make you happy."

"Of course it'll make me happy." Emily realized she was spitting toothpaste everywhere. She returned to the sink to rinse out her mouth and then accepted the bouquet of delicious smelling flowers. "I know that when we first met I wanted to have fun and not get into anything too serious, but that changed once I got to