Mia POV

wow,” Mia said as she got off her bike and approached the base of the brand-new staircase. “This looks amazing.”

Willison turned to look at her and grinned. “It does look good.”

“You went with the hardwood treads instead of the steel ones,” she observed.

Willison shrugged. “You were right. The steel ones were ugly and not that much safer in all honesty. These are treated, so they won’t rot, and coated with a non-slip paint, so they’re not dangerous in the rain.”

Mia threw her arms around Willison and kissed him. He held her close for a minute, kissing her back until he gently pushed her away...