Three week later

Amelia's POV

"Move it over, to the left slightly," he said and I shifted the painting before looking back at him.

"Now come down before you fall," he said frowning holding out his hand for me I took it stepping down. He had left to dispose of the boxes and came back to find me fixing the painting in the small hallway facing the front door.

"Ready to finish unpacking the clothes?" He asked leading me deeper into our fully furnished apartment.

"I want to eat first," I said and he kissed my forehead as we moved to the kitchen.

"What do you want to eat?" He...