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“The most heartfelt, emotional answer you could have ever given me,” I whispered.
He reached across the table, putting his hand on top of mine. “We come from different towns, different family dynamics, but you and I—we have a lot in common.”
“I’ve always thought that.”
“And I’ve always believed it.”
The waiter returned and Grayson signed his name across the bottom of the bill. “Would you mind bagging up all this dessert?” he asked the waiter. “My driver will be right outside. It would be great if you could bring it to him.” He nodded toward me. “I’m going to take this one for a little walk.”
“I’d be happy to,” the waiter replied.
Grayson stood and took me by the hand and led me out of the restaurant. He glanced down the moment we hit the sidewalk outside and said, “How comfortable are those?”
I followed his stare, realizing he was inquiring about my heels. “I mean, I wouldn’t run a mile in them.”
“But you can walk?”
I laughed. “Yes, I can walk.”
“Then come with me.” He linked our hands and led us down the sidewalk.
The Seaport District was a busy area of the city, surrounded by skyscrapers along each side of the water, and the lights from the buildings reflected off the harbor, creating a romantic glow.
The Back Bay had become home, and Grayson’s condo was gorgeous and everything I could possibly want, but I could see myself, one day, living here.
Compared to our neighborhood, the crowd was slightly younger, the beat a little livelier.
It was as though they took everyone’s taste in music and entertainment and restaurants and made sure it fit all our needs.
It certainly fit mine.
“I love this area.”
He pulled my hand up to his mouth. “What do you love about it?”
“The water. It’s so calm and pretty.” I pointed at a residential building up ahead. “Can you picture yourself sitting on that balcony, sipping your coffee every morning? Eating dinner out there on the warmer nights? And going for walks along the water when you actually let me drag you out?”
He laughed. “What if I could make that a reality?”
“What do you mean?”
After a few more paces, he stopped us directly in front of the harbor where only a thin block of cement separated us from the water, but this was the spot that had the best view. The lights across from us were gold, the buildings navy, the current shimmering like tiny crystals.
Grayson stood behind me, his arms circling around my stomach, his face near my neck. “Do you see that bit of construction to your left?”
I followed the waterline, halting at the foundation that was just starting to take shape. “Yes.”
“I met with the builder a few weeks ago to discuss his ideas for the penthouse. Since it’s preconstruction, I can make any changes I want to the current design, which is something I’m interested in because I can customize it the way I want. I’ve been going back and forth over whether I should keep it as an investment or move into it. But if this is where you want to live ...”
As I faced him, a breeze blew past us, and a chill ran through me, enough that I shivered. While my hands wrapped around him, he pulled me against his body.
More sweetness.
I searched his eyes. “Are you saying you would move here with me?”
“Yes.”
I knew how much the rent was in this area. Sloane and I had looked it up before moving to Somerville, and it was thousands past our budget. Therefore, I could only imagine how much it cost to buy.
