24
Brooke
“Close your eyes.”
I did, but Luca covered them with his hands for good measure as we shuffled through Deals on Wheels. Probably because he figured I’d peep otherwise—there were pluses and minuses to non-dating someone I’d known for so long. But mostly pluses. I didn’t have to pretend around Luca. He’d seen the best of me, and he’d seen the worst of me, and he was still here. I could be myself.
“Where are we going?”
“Up the ramp.”
I found my footing as he guided me up the giant concrete ramp that led from the first floor to the second floor. The ramp was one of my favourite things about the building. There was a hidden flight of stairs at the other end too, but the ramp was a feature. A talking point. A convenience when you were tipsy, a godsend when moving furniture, and a
