Adrian's POV
I woke up bursting with energy after spending an incredible night with the woman I loved. The prospect of having an entire day with Stella filled me with excitement.
Making my way to the kitchen, I started preparing breakfast. Just as I was sliding the omelet onto a plate, I felt Stella's arms encircle my waist and her lips press against my back. I savored the surprise, flipping the last omelet before turning to face her. She rose on tiptoes to kiss me properly.
"Mmm," I murmured when our lips parted. "This house must have some kind of magic."
"I think you're right," Stella agreed, her smile radiant. "I absolutely love it here."
"Then I was right all along. This is where we'll build our home together." I peppered kisses along her neck. "When do you want to start decorating?"
Stella's laughter filled the kitchen. "Decorating? I haven't forgiven you yet, remember?"
