ARIANA'S POV.
I ran around the house, putting everything else in place.
Luke already told me he was at the airport, and I couldn't help but feel my heart throbbing just at the thought of seeing him again.
Just as I placed the last side dish on the table, I heard the doorbell ring, and my heart skyrocketed in excitement. He was back.
I raced to the door, but feigned composure right in front of it.
"Hi." I said, opening the door. "I mean, welcome."
He grinned, and gave me a brief hug, which felt so warm, and lovely.
"How have you been? I missed your face." He said, looking down at me, and my face heated.
"I… the house felt empty without you too. Glad to have you back." I said, my cheeks turning into red roses.
"You cooked?"
"It was the least thing I could do. You must be tired. I also prepared you a bath, and some clothes. In case you need them."
