RYLEE
The dinner had been perfect. The warmth of the evening, the laughter, and the camaraderie with my newly extended family will forever be etched in my memory. It was a night I wanted to savor, but the thought of being alone with Viggo made me even more eager for the intimate quiet we could share.
"I love being with your parents," I said, nestled in his arms in bed, "but I couldn’t wait for us to be alone and just cuddle."
Viggo’s fingers gently stroked my hair, his embrace reassuring. "I feel the same way. They make me feel good too, but there's something special about our time together."
We spent the night discussing plans for my company like the new location, and the building I had in mind. Viggo supported me wholeheartedly, even though he was hesitant about the idea. His pride
