Andrew’s POV…
“Emma, you need sheets and a blanket. Let’s go pick some out.” Her face fell and I had no clue why.
“Emma, babe, what’s wrong?”
“I feel bad that you keep spending money on me.”
I hug her. I love that she doesn’t care about the amount of money I have or whether or not I shop at high end stores. I grew up poor so I’m more comfortable in bargain stores.
Once they have our new bed loaded, we go to the home store that she got her couch from. We go to the bedding section and I see the king sheets. I let her pick because I don’t care what they look like. She grabs a set and I grab another. We go to the comforter area and she sees one and her eyes light up. I don’t even hesitate. I grab it. She puts it back. I grab it. She puts it back. We do this twice more before I smack her
