“Look up at the sky,” Bain murmured.
Oh. She hadn’t even noticed that it had grown dark. She let out a contented sigh as she stared up. “There they are. The stars.”
“Yep. It’s just you, me, the quiet and the stars.”
This was her happy place. And it had nothing to do with the stars and mountains. The trees and quiet.
No, her happy place was him.