“This is incredible, Blake.” Nico’s smile widens and he turns to me. “We could knock down this wall, connect a cafe to the shop, and serve Christmas-themed treats all year round!”
“And expand our apartment,” I add, since that was the first thought in my head when I found out Mrs. Sally was selling her place and moving south to be closer to her daughter and grandchildren.
I love Nico with all my heart, but I want another damn room up there.
Nico picks me up and twirls us like I’m some Disney princess. “Yes! A massive open-plan kitchen, just for you and your recipe experiments.”
It’s so sweet that he thinks of me first that I have to lean in and kiss him or I might just cry.
We’re perfect together.
The end