TWO GUYS CHAT

ALANNA

Sitting at my desk, I glanced around my cozy home office. The sunlight filtered through the window, casting a warm glow over the room. The past few weeks had been a whirlwind, but things were finally starting to settle. I had full custody of the kids, which was a relief. And then there was the kiss with Nolan—a moment that replayed in my mind far too often.

I tried to focus on my work, scrolling through emails and checking off tasks. One message caught my eye, a potential collaboration with Vogue. I smiled, excitement bubbling up inside me. A new project could be just what I needed. But as much as I tried to concentrate, my thoughts kept drifting back to Nolan. That kiss. It had been unexpected, electric. But we hadn't talked about it since, and I wasn't sure what it meant. I told myself I was happy and didn't want to change anything, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something was unresolved.

My phone buzzed, pulling me out of my reverie. A message from Nolan. My heart ski