Epilogue
Two weeks later...
I groan. "Do we really need to go back to work?" I ask Elias as he hands me a steaming mug of frothy coffee. I take it from him and cup it in my hands, enjoying the warmth as it seeps into my skin.
He chuckles. "I thought you liked work." He sits down beside me and puts his arm around my shoulders.
I lean into him, resting comfortably against his chest. I'm glad we decided not to go anywhere for our holiday, I feel like it gave us a chance to get closer together and learn what we need to about one another to know things can last.
"I do. And I miss Pippa, but I've also enjoyed spending time with you and I don't want it to end."
"I can relate to that," he admits. "But neither of us are made of money."
"I don't think I'd give up working even if I was." There
