William smiled at how honest she had been with him. She really didn’t have to but he supposed it might be because of how consistent he’d been with her and that was something he could hold onto.
Her message hung around them like fireflies in July where both of them searched the room and each other’s faces before coming to the conclusion that she shared far more than she realized she had.
“Tomorrow we’re going shopping,” he said, clearing his throat when her gaze met him again. “I want to pick up some things for the apartment, even if I have to rent a truck to do it.”
Malorie’s lips parted in surprise only to close again.
He had her full attention and loved it. William knew he would do anything for this and if telling her he was taking her shopping tomorrow did it, then that’s how he
