CHAPTER 137: VALENTINE’S DAY DINNER

Soon I hear the steps down to our door and the key turning in the lock. I smooth my hands over my dress as I watch him come inside. He's got his fancy black Patagonia winter coat on, backpack over his shoulder. He looks tired; he's been doing school all day and he's been texting me, promising me he'll come to see me as soon as he's done since he left.

"Juls!" He calls and then promptly stops in the entryway, eyebrows pulling together.

"Hi," I nearly whisper, giving him a grin, and his lips part.

He takes in the room, looking confused, but still happy. Like he was in disbelief.

"What'd you get up to this afternoon, huh?" He teases, and I press my lips together, feeling my head getting dizzy. I love him when he looks like this, all college student.

"Nothing much," I tease, and he chuckles, tossing his bag.

"C'mere, sweetheart," he says, and I watch a smile quirk up the corner of his mouth. I hurry over, and he picks me up, giving me a quick spin.

"Happy Valentine's Day!" I whisper