Stepping foot into his apartment, Summer understood once again the huge difference between their financial situations.
But that thought came and went easily, leaving her mind to take in what really mattered to her.
Her eyes continued to glide over the furniture that was just perfect for the wide space, rich deep degrees of dark red and brown dominated the colors around her, but touches of lighter degrees of cream and off-whites complimented the scenery and gave Valentine's home the right equilibrium when it came to the balance of colors.
Summer took a deep breath, only because she felt like it was so very easy to do so.
Valentine smiled at her as he closed the door, "I take it that you like my place?"
She spun abruptly, and a wave of butterflies assaulted him, "Mhm,"
