✽ Mandy ✽
I still couldn’t believe how much Jason had done for our first Valentine’s together. I kept looking around the apartment in awe. I noticed the candles, the throw blanket, the heart-shaped pillow, and of course, the soft music that played in the background. And while all the décor was absolutely beautiful, the food had been the star. Everything had been prepared and cooked to perfection. Even the tart was flawless. Jason had put in a lot of effort, and I loved it.
“You have just ruined every other date I will ever have,” I teased lightly. Jason’s gaze met mine.
“Good,” he said, and for some reason, I couldn’t help but finish that sentence in my head.
Good…because there will only ever be me.
Jason got up and cleared the table, I helped in, and within minutes, everything was c
