I nudge her shoulder with mine. “And stop calling it mine. It’s yours too. Not just the balcony, the whole damn house.” “Not yet, not officially.” I roll my eyes. “It’s been yours since you first stepped into it.” Her cheeks tint pink. It’s adorable she still blushes sometimes. “You belong there, Ollie girl, and you always have. It’s yours, whether or not you’re waiting to officially be out of your house and never ever sleep anywhere but our bed again.” “Never ever?” I brush a kiss across her lips. “Never ever ever.”
