Amalia Anderson
I climbed into my car and texted Andrew. "Want me to pick up some food?"
"No, kitten.. if only we are missing dessert." he typed back, and I smiled. I stopped at a bakery shop and got a strawberry cheesecake for us. I knew Andrew would go for the healthiest option available, so I had to compensate with something super delicious for dessert.
I parked in the spare parking spot of the Penthouse. He made sure I had access to his place whenever I wanted. So, one morning, he handed me a pass key to the garage and the elevator card to the Penthouse. I was amazed at how certain he felt about us.
I smiled, picked up the strawberry cheesecake, and went straight to the elevator heading to his place. The elevator door opened, and I was greeted by the smell of food and sweet van
