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Picking up my spoon, I swirl it around and around through the bowl of skyr sitting on the table in front of me. It’s a traditional Icelandic cultured dairy product that’s popular for breakfast. And while the thick, creamy yogurt-like substance is good, especially with fresh berries, it’s becoming increasingly difficult to swallow. The invisible weight of my departure clamps around my chest.

I wish I didn’t have to leave. Finally, I’m understanding what Drew meant when he told me Katie was his everything. It’s too early to say that Freya and I could have something like that but given how far we’ve come in such a short time, there’s every possibility that we could make this work. And thinking about Drew gives me an idea.

My spoon clanks against the porcelain edge of the bowl, like a bell tolling its final ring. “Freya, I know last night we said we could meet again. Well, I was wondering if you’d like to come with me to my brother’s wedding next month.” I suck a breath in and hold it.

Her eyes pop wide. My words seem to surprise her almost as much as the thought does me. But I’ve never felt so sure about wanting to spend more time with a woman.

“What? Really?” She blinks at me several times, a smile transforming her features.

“Aye, really, princess. I can book you a flight to Edinburgh when I get home and send you all the details.”

“Yes. A thousand times yes. I would like that.”

She’s glowing, and it feels fucking fantastic knowing that it’s me who made that happen.

I never expected that I would find my perfect woman in Iceland. But Freya fits me like we belong. Like she’s mine.

And now that she’s agreed to come to my brother’s wedding as my partner, it feels like I’m one step closer to making her mine, for a lot more than one weekend.

THE END

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