That day had been…wonderful. It was a ridiculous, soft word, but it was the only one that suited. I hadn’t spent this much time with Emma since we’d met, and I’d liked it. A lot. Especially since she’d been doing her best to be a doting girlfriend. I want it to be real. The thought was loud in my head, and impossible to banish. I tilted my head back and let the shower pound down over me.
