The morning sun peeked through the curtains, signaling the start of a new day. Xander opened his eyes, his gaze falling upon Amelia, her dark hair tousled across the pillow. For a moment, he simply watched her, his heart filling with love and gratitude.
He leaned in, his lips brushing softly against hers. "Good morning, my love," he whispered, his voice warm and tender. "Today is the day."
Amelia stirred, her eyes fluttering open.
"Good morning," Amelia replied, a sleepy smile curling her lips. She stretched, the sheets falling away to reveal the curves of her body. "Today's the day," she repeated, a hint of excitement coloring her voice.
Xander propped himself up on one elbow, his hand tracing lazy circles on Amelia's bare shoulder. "That's right," he said, his eyes dancing with mischief. "You ready to show the world what you're made of?"
Amelia laughed, a flush creeping across her cheeks.
Amelia sat up, her hands running through her hair as she yawned and stretched. "I'm ready," she said, her voice growing more confident. "I'm more than ready."
Xander grinned, his chest swelling with pride. "I know you are," he said, sitting up and pulling Amelia into a tight embrace. "I have every faith in you. You're going to blow them away with your intelligence, your passion, and your charm."
Amelia blushed, her smile widening.
As Amelia and Xander began their morning routines, the air was thick with anticipation. The shower ran hot and steamy as Amelia washed away the last remnants of sleep, the scent of lavender soap filling the bathroom.
Meanwhile, Xander brewed coffee, the rich aroma wafting through the apartment, a ritual that had become a cornerstone of their mornings together.
Amelia dressed with care, choosing an outfit that was both professional and stylish. She paused in front of the mirror, smoothing down her hair and applying a touch of makeup.
Xander, on the other hand, dressed quickly, his mind already racing with the day's tasks. As he tied his tie, he glanced at the clock, a flicker of concern crossing his face. "Are you almost ready, Amelia?" he called out, his voice tinged with anxiety.
Amelia poked her head out of the bedroom, a playful smile on her face. "Almost there, Xander.
Xander chuckled, his tension easing as he watched Amelia glide across the living room.
Xander paused, his hand on the doorknob as he prepared to leave. "Listen," he said, turning to face Amelia. "Before I go, I should probably call Dave and give him our address. Just to be sure he can find us."
Amelia nodded, her smile softening. "That's a good idea," she said, her voice quiet. "Thank you for thinking of that, Xander."
Xander pulled out his phone, his fingers moving quickly across the screen as he dialed Dave's number.
The phone rang, the steady buzz of the dial tone filling the quiet apartment. Amelia's heart thumped in her chest as she watched Xander, her nerves suddenly alight with anticipation.
After a few moments, Dave picked up the call, his voice warm and friendly. "Hey, Xander!" he said, his tone cheerful.
Xander greeted him back, his voice calm and professional. "Hi, Dave. Just wanted to give you our address before I head out to work. You'll be picking Amelia up at 9:30, right?"
Dave confirmed the time, his tone appreciative.
Xander gave Dave the address, repeating it carefully to ensure there were no errors. "Alright, so that's 12 Birch Street, apartment 2B," he said, glancing over at Amelia for confirmation.
Amelia nodded, her hands fidgeting nervously in her lap. "That's right," she said, a hint of a tremor in her voice. "I'll be waiting for you, Dave."
Dave's voice was reassuring as he thanked Xander for the information. "Perfect. I'll see you there, Amelia. And don't worry, I'm really looking forward to our chat today."
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With the address confirmed, Xander hung up the phone and turned to Amelia, his eyes shining with pride. "Everything's set," he said, his voice confident. "Dave sounds like a great guy. You're going to do great, Amelia."
Amelia's smile was filled with gratitude as she stood, stepping into Xander's embrace. "Thank you," she whispered, pressing her cheek against his chest. "I couldn't have done any of this without you."
Xander kissed the top of her head, his arms tightening around her.
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As they broke apart, Xander smoothed a strand of hair from Amelia's face, his eyes locked on hers. "Listen, I have to get to work, but I want you to remember something," he said, his voice low and serious. "No matter what happens today, I'm so proud of you. You've worked so hard for this, and you deserve it."
Amelia's eyes welled with tears, her heart overflowing with love and gratitude. "Thank you, Xander," she said, her voice breaking slightly. "I'm so lucky to have you by my side."
Xander's gaze lingered on Amelia for a moment longer, his smile soft and tender. "I love you, Amelia," he said, his voice husky with emotion. "And I'm going to be thinking about you all day. Don't hesitate to call if you need anything, okay?"
Amelia nodded, her hand reaching up to touch his cheek. "I love you, too," she said, her voice shaking slightly. "I'll call you after the meeting, okay?"
Xander nodded, a wave of relief washing over him. "Perfect. And remember, you've got this."
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With one last kiss, Xander turned and opened the door, the morning sunlight flooding into the apartment. Amelia watched him go, her heart thumping in her chest.
As Xander disappeared down the hallway, Amelia felt a mixture of excitement and fear welling up within her. She knew this was the beginning of something new, something she had worked so hard for. And as she stood in the quiet of her home, the world suddenly full of possibility, Amelia took a deep breath and whispered to herself, "I'm ready."
Amelia moved quickly across the kitchen, her hands automatically reaching for the coffee grounds and the filter. She worked in silence, the soft hiss of the coffee maker filling the air.
As she waited for the coffee to brew, Amelia's mind wandered back to her conversation with Xander. His faith in her had given her confidence, a sense of certainty that she had never felt before.
The coffee maker beeped, signaling that it was done, and Amelia poured herself a cup. She took a sip, the rich, bitter flavor washing over her tongue. It was strong, just the way she liked it.
Taking her coffee, Amelia returned to the living room and sat down on the couch. She stared out the window, the sun still low in the sky, casting the street outside in a warm, golden light.
The city was already starting to buzz with activity, cars and buses making their way through the streets, the sound of engines and horns mixing with the chatter of pedestrians.
Amelia sipped her coffee, her mind racing. In less than two hours, Dave would be here, and her life could change in an instant.