"Thanks for coming with me, babe," he whispers squeezing my hand softly.

"No problem," I whisper back smiling widely.

The rest of the walk to Alex's apartment is spent in relative silence. It's quite a comfortable silence. Every once in a while he'll interlock our fingers together or squeeze my hand or brush his knuckles against my cheek and I can't help but feel completely content. I've never been happier than I am right now.

Once we reach his flat, Alex unlocks his front door and walks in before letting me in behind him. I put my bags down near the door and follow him into the living room.

"So...