Chapter 138 Valentine's Day Dinner

• Soon I hear the steps down to our door and the key turning in the lock. I smooth my hands over my dress as I watch him come inside. He's got his fancy black Patagonia winter coat on, backpack over his shoulder. He looks tired; he's been doing school all day and he's been texting me, promising me he'll come to see me as soon as he's done since he left.
• "Juls!" He calls and then promptly stops in the entryway, eyebrows pulling together.
• "Hi," I nearly whisper, giving him a grin, and his lips part.