After a nice, relaxing bath, I headed downstairs to go outside to the balc and found Blake sitting in one of the chairs, scrolling through his phone, probably texting his mom. I smiled at the sight. He looked adorable. He looked up and grinned at me. "Hey, baby," he said, standing up. I walked over and wrapped my arms around his waist. "Hello to you too," I responded playfully. He smirked at me. "You look beautiful, by the way," he commented. I blushed faintly. "Thanks," I replied. "So, what's new with your mother?" I asked, curious.
"She's fine," he replied. "She just misses you, apparently." I rolled my eyes and sighed. "Is she alright?" I asked worriedly. He nodded. "She'll be okay." I pouted at him. "That's not good enough!" I insisted. He chuckled, and pulled me close. I snuggled up against his side, resting my head against his shoulder. We sat quietly for a few minutes, enjoying each other's company.
I looked up at Blake, who was gazing affectionately at me. I reached out and caressed his chin tenderly, making him look directly at me. He gazed at me in awe, gazing at me in adoration. "I love you," I mumbled shyly. Blake smiled, then kissed my temple softly. "And I love you." He murmured. I smiled up at him again and cuddled closer. He pulled me onto his lap and wrapped his arms around me tightly. After a few moments, I looked up at him expectantly. "So, what's next on the agenda?" I asked curiously. "Well, since your mother wants to see you, I figured I might as well show her the apartment now." He told me.
"What if she doesn't like it? What if she decides to move elsewhere?" I fretted anxiously. "Then we'll find somewhere else for her," Blake reassured me calmly. I sighed, but nodded in agreement. "Alright."
