✴ Scarlett ✴
The first box I carried into Damien’s house was heavier than I expected, but my heart felt lighter than it had in weeks. Moving in with him had been a monumental step, but as I stood in the doorway, I gazed around the home we were about to share. I felt nothing but excitement. The house was no longer just his; it was ours, and that single thought made me smile.
“What’s in there, bricks?” Damien teased as he reached for the box in my arms.
“Books,” I said, as I stuck my tongue out at him. “Some of us still enjoy the analog way of life,” he chuckled as he set the box down on the floor and pulled me into his arms.
“You are lucky I love you enough to make room for your entire library,” he said playfully, and I grinned.
“And you are lucky I love you enough to overlook your qu
