A month after Blake and I made our relationship official, I moved into the master bedroom at Stanton Villa.
I did not move into the bedroom at the end of the hall.
Colton had already claimed Ximena's old white guest room and converted it into a gaming room. According to him, there was no reason to leave a perfectly good room sitting empty.
Blake remained as busy as ever.
He usually left before I woke up, but he rarely came home empty-handed.
Some nights, he brought takeout from a restaurant he thought I might like. Other nights, he brought flowers or some small gifts he had picked up on his way home, only because they looked like something I might like.
The previous evening, he had come home carrying a stray ginger cat wrapped in his coat.
The cat was a mess, and by the time Blake s
