There’s a knock at the door. I drop my gaze to the time display on my cell phone. It’s exactly noon. Aiden is always impeccably punctual, a complete contrast to my perpetual lateness—Mia Time, as my friends call it.
Swinging the door open, Aiden’s brilliant smile greets me, something I will never tire of. The familiar sensations I’ve been experiencing the past few weeks since New Year’s Eve rush through me. An accelerated heartbeat, prancing butterflies flipping in my belly, and an overall sense of happiness flooding all my senses make me giddy with excitement.
“Hey, beautiful.”
“Hi.” I stand on my tiptoes and plant a quick kiss on his lips. “I’m almost ready. I promise!”
He chuckles. “No worries. Take your time.”
I turn away from the door as he closes it, and I call over my shoulder,
