"So, back to our old lives, eh?" Blake said, mostly talking to himself.
Zoe leaned back in her seat, "Yup..." She turned her head to look at Blake, "I'll have to tell my dad the news." She smiled.
"Well, the plus side is that we can start looking for a house..." Blake chuckled.
"Ah, I forgot! That'll be so exciting." Zoe clapped her hands together. She sat back and looked up through the sun roof. "So, what kind of things do you look for in a house?" She asked him.
"Something homey, and on the beach hopefully. I want it to have an open concept, and maybe sliding glass doors so that you can see the ocean." Blake babbled.
"Sounds nice." Zoe smiled, imagining the house. "And expensive." She rolled her eyes.
"Hey, we can add all of those things later. We at least need a beach house." Blake whined.
"And big enough for kids." Zoe smirked.
"You bet." Blake growled.
Zoe blushed, grinning brightly.
Blake hummed as he opened the sun roof of the car.
Zoe closed her eyes as a wave of fresh air hit her face. "I love it when you hum."
"Really?" Blake joked, he hummed some more, happy that Zoe liked it.
A smile took over Zoe's lips and she drifted into a sound slumber.
Blake drove into Zoe's driveway. He carefully picked her up and grabbed her bag.
Mr. André opened the door when Blake knocked. "Thank you, Blake, I'll take her from here." Mr. André whispered.
Blake passed Zoe and her bag over to Mr. André. With a wave, Blake was off to his own apartment.
Mr. André carried Zoe upstairs and set her in her bed. He set her bag to the side and kissed her forehead, "Goodnight, angel." He whispered.
**Authors Note**
A lot of these parts of the book have already been written which is why the chapters are coming a little fast, it's just a matter of editing them before they go up on Wattpad. Anyways, please inform us if there are any errors, we do our best to check and recheck the chapters. Comment and vote. Happy writing everyone!
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Late Night Hugs
RomanceZoe André and Blake Lippman were madly in love, they loved each other to the moon and back. They trusted each other, maybe a little too much.
