NATHAN'S POV
When Mila had called me a week ago to make plans for Carter's birthday, I was glad because Carter had probably gotten what he had been looking for, for a while. Mila cared about him deeply and it was very obvious.
I hummed to the music that played in my car as I drove to Carter's new place. Mila had asked me to come earlier, so I could assist in the little decorations that had to be done. When I drove into the house, my jaw dropped in appreciation. The house was a magnificent piece of work. All glass, but I couldn't see whatever was going on inside, from where I stood.
When Carter had told me Mila's late father had left them both an early wedding present, I wasn't expecting it to be so giving. I gingerly pressed the doorbell to inform them of my arrival. In less than a minu
