The apartment was the perfect size for Ayden and me. It had one bedroom, a full kitchen and bath, and a quaint living room overlooking a pond and trees. The heat coming out of the vents had each room nice and toasty, but the fireplace in the living room added a comforting vibe.
I loved the apartment. It gave us just enough privacy for time to ourselves, but close enough that we could spend time with Ayden’s family. I knew how important it was to him that I get to know his parents, as well as his grandmother, uncle, aunt, and cousin.
Ayden rolled the suitcases toward the bedroom as I followed with the bags. At least I was able to help him with our luggage this time. He couldn’t argue about it when I grabbed the bags before he could reach them. I took them to the bathroom so I could put ou
