Page 111 of The Romance Revival

“Why not?” Luca shrugs. “If that sounds fun for you, go for it.”

“A biology professor? A photographer?”

“I feel like those are two very different things.”

“I could open a coffee shop.”

He looks down at me, his dark brows raised. “Nowthatone has legs.”

“We’d call it the Bean Scene,” I say, rubbing my belly, “and it would be dog-friendly.”

“Obviously.”

“We’d figure out the recipe for the black-and-white cookies.”

He scoffs. “We’d make ourownamazing cookies.”

“Yes, you could make the cookies,” I say. “Crash could be the shirtless barista.”

Luca laughs. “Annie? What would she do?”

“Are you kidding? We’d just hang out and gossip all day while you and Crash did the work.”

Luca holds the door to the restaurant open for me. “Sounds pretty good to me.”

“Yeah? You ready to go into business together?”

“As long as we’re never open on Sundays,” he says.

I pretend to look offended. “I would never encroach upon tradition.”

He bends to kiss me, and his lips linger on mine for a long, content beat. “Actually, Emmy, it wouldn’t matter. Every day feels like a Sunny Sunday with you.”