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“What is it?” I asked.
“I want you to stay with me.”
I frowned. “Of course.” I nodded willingly. “I’ll stay with you as long as you need.”
“No, I don’t mean to look after me,” he clarified. “And, I don’t mean temporarily.”
“Then—”
“I want you to live with me.”
I froze for a moment, as my mind started to understand what he was trying to say. “Wait, do you mean—”
“I want you to forget that other apartment you have in mind and forget your other roommate,” Phil continued. “I want you to move in here…with me.”
I felt my heart burst with joy, and I was so busy imagining it all happen that I forgot to answer Phil. Then I felt his hand on my leg.
“Megan?” he asked, interrupting my thoughts. “What do you think? Is that something you can imagine doing with me?”
“Are you serious?”
“I know it’s early in our relationship to be doing this,” he said. “We haven’t really been together that long. And we only just got back together, but—”
“Of course, I want to live here with you!” I cried, interrupting him. “I would absolutely love to live here with you!”
“Yeah?”
“Definitely.” I nodded. “I’ll have to make a few calls and change my plans around, but—”
“When can you move in?” he asked excitedly.
“I have Brent’s apartment till the end of the month,” I said. “So only a couple more weeks.”
“Forget end of the month,” Phil said impatiently. “Just move your stuff in here now… We don’t have to wait anymore. Not for anyone or anything.”
He was right. I didn’t have to wait to be with Phil. We were jumping into this headfirst, and it felt great. And just like that…my life felt complete.
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Phil
Six Months Later
“Here you go,” Megan said, passing Marta the invitation that she’d stashed away in her bag.
Marta accepted the invitation curiously, and then her eyes lit up. “Wait, don’t tell me this is an invitation to your wedding?” she asked, looking between the two of us.
“Whoa, calm down,” Megan said immediately before I could say a word. “It’s not… Phil and I aren’t engaged. It’s not what you think.”
Marta frowned and opened up the small ivory card. “Housewarming,” she read.
“Technically, it’s an apartment warming,” I said.
Megan nodded. “But it’s a really beautiful apartment. It’s got this large open plan kitchen, modern architecture, and three bedrooms. Which is two more rooms than we actually need, but we got such an amazing deal on it that we couldn’t let it pass.”
“You’ve been looking for a new apartment for a while, though,” Marta pointed out.
“We wouldn’t have found something quite this nice if it weren’t for my amazing boyfriend and his heroism,” Megan said, looking at me with obvious pride in her eyes.
