I hadn’t slept so well since we’d moved here. I looked around my room, happy to realise that it was starting to feel like home already. I pulled on my t-shirt and opened my blinds, it was looking reasonably clear, but not hot and sunny like the last few days. I tiptoed to the kitchen, Lexi didn’t do mornings and she was well overdue a lie in. I made myself a coffee crept back to my room and sat on my bed cross legged as I sipped at it, daydreaming about how Gabe and I had made it to this point. We were moving fast, too fast? I suddenly noticed it was nearly quarter past nine and shoved my cup on the side as I leapt up and made a dash for the bathroom. By the time I was showered and had dried my hair, smoothing out the kinks, I barely had time to apply some mascara and put on my underwear before I heard the intercom buzz. Shit, he was early. I dashed to the hall and picked up the phone. ‘Hello,’ I whispered. ‘Are you ok? You sound very quiet,’ he asked, his sexy voice sending a shiver down my spine.
