Kevin's POV
It'd been a month since Em and I redecorated my place.
I appreciated her help around the house. It was beginning to look more of a house than an office space.
I'd convinced her multiple times, to stay over, let us enjoy what we'd created, but one thing or the other always up, and fucked the plan up.
Plus I had to travel to multiple places, and I was mostly away for the month
I just got back from Melbourne, and I think I had the most romantic gift for her.
I'd curated a photo album, a cute little pink one containing all the pictures I ever took when we were working on the house together
I also had a box of preserved roses. The old lady tried to force it down my throat, and I felt it was a bit too unnecessary till I discovered what it symbolizes.
I had it all arranged in the new Nissan Versa car I'd parked in the garage of the apartment.
I told her I was gonna come a day after I actually planned, and I tipped Casey off massively, to reveal that Emma had a little we
