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“Callyn?” Emma asked, and I jumped at the sound of her voice and felt my face go red.

“Yup,” I said, cracking the tape on the box and yanking out the first thing my hand could find, which turned out to be a candle.

“Where should I put this?” I said, not able to meet her eyes.

“Can I smell it? You know how picky I am about scents.” She took the candle from me and inhaled deeply. “Oh, I like that. Smells like pine and campfire.”

“Yeah,” I said, still trying to snap myself back to normal. Emma took the candle from me and made some space on the mantle. Yes, she had a fireplace, which was sheer luxury in the city. She lit it and inhaled.

“Should we order some food? I’m starved.” I was hungry too. Moving was exhausting work. My back was going to be angry tomorrow.

“Sure,” I said, pulling some other items out of the box. Emma pulled up the app to order and asked me what I was feeling like.

“Since it’s your first night here, you get to choose where we order from.” She handed me the phone and I scrolled through. Hell yeah, way better options than my old place.

“What are you thinking?” I didn’t want to order from anywhere that she wouldn’t like.

“I’m open to anything. Get what you want.”

“What about . . .” I trailed off and scrolled. “Pasta? I need carbs.” I added eggplant parmesan and garlic knots and Emma went for spaghetti and meatballs.

“And cake. We need cake,” she pointed out.

“Always.” I added two pieces of chocolate cake to the order and some seltzer waters.

Emma had cleared everything out of the room, except for the bed.

“Where is all your shit?” I asked.

“Uh, closet? Basement storage. Some of it is in my room now. Is this going to work for you?” This room was way bigger than my old bedroom. I wouldn’t even know what to do with all this space. I’d lived in Boston so long that I’d forgotten what reasonable living quarters looked like.

“You didn’t have to do that,” I said again, but she waved me off and brought in another box.

“You’re my best friend. I’d do anything for you.”

“Plus, I’m your wife,” I called to her, as I pulled some bedding from a box and started making the bed.

“Exactly!” she called back.










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