"Are you tired? Should I take you home now?" Jonathan asked, his voice tinged with concern. The evening air had grown increasingly cold, and he reached for the blanket draped over the nearby chair, gently wrapping it around Blair's shoulders.
Blair smiled, a soft blush coloring her cheeks. They were officially together again—no longer the young couple they once were, yet somehow it felt as though they had stepped back in time to when their love was new and full of promise.
Jonathan turned to study Blair in the gentle silence, his gaze tracing the contours of her face. The soft lamplight created a warm halo around her features, casting dancing shadows that made her appear almost ethereal.
"No, Jo. I like it here," Blair murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Especially with me, ri
