Lauren's POV
I am glad that Summer came to see me, but I am not glad that she managed to convince me to go to the gym with her. Our personal trainer Max worked us to the limit, my entire body was sore, and I didn't even know if I would be able to drive us back to the apartment building.
But I managed to get us home, Summer went to her apartment to shower, before we went out for lunch at our favorite Italian restaurant downstairs. I don't know if it's the fact that I have an Italian boyfriend, but I have come to love Italian food in the last few months.
I opened the door and the smell of boiling pasta and tomato sauce hit my nostrils, I heard soft music playing, and it was clear that someone was in my apartment, I didn't panic because I knew exactly who was cooking in my kitchen.
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