Alistair was fastening the buttons on his shirt, his duffle bag slung over one shoulder, as he stood near the door of their new home. The early morning light streamed through the wide windows, casting a golden hue over the spacious living room filled with moving boxes. He glanced at Riley, who was seated at the dining table with a cup of coffee in hand, her expression unreadable.
"I’ll be out for a photoshoot today," he said, adjusting the cuffs of his sleeves. "I should be back late in the evening. Will you be okay here alone?"
Riley blinked, as if snapping out of her thoughts, before flashing him a small smile. "Yeah, I’ll be fine. I actually have to go somewhere too, so I won’t be home all day either."
Alistair raised an eyebrow. “Somewhere? Where to?”
Riley took a sip of her coffee
