“I love Seattle.” Krissy folded her arms around herself and spun in a circle. She looked up with a practiced little-girl grin, and her lover smiled down at her.

He reached out and tucked a gold curl behind her ear. “Shall we move here, princess? I could get you a condo that looks over the water.”

She thought about it and finally shook her head. “I’d miss New York, you know I would. No place has shopping like New York.”

“All right,” he said, his voice an indulgent purr. “But we can come here to play now and again if you like it.”

Krissy tilted her head and caught the...