It Ends with Us by Colleen Hoover (z-lib.org).epub

Chapter Twenty-Three
It’s three hours later and after ten o’clock when I make it back home. I
stayed with Allysa for another hour after Ryle left and then went back to
my office to finish up a few things so that I don’t have to go in for the next
two days. Whenever Ryle has a day off, I try to coincide my own days off
with his.
The lights are off when I walk through the front door, so that means
Ryle is already in bed.
The entire drive home I thought about what he’d said. I wasn’t
expecting this conversation to come up so soon. I’m almost twenty-five,
but I had it in my head it would be at least a couple of years before we
started trying for a family. I’m still not certain I’m ready for it yet, but
knowing it’s now something he wants someday has put me in an incredibly
happy mood.
I decide to make myself a quick bite to eat before waking him up. I
haven’t had dinner yet and I’m starving. When I flip on the kitchen light, I
scream. My hand goes to my chest and I fall against the counter. “Jesus
Christ, Ryle! What are you doing?”
He’s leaning with his back against the wall next to the refrigerator. His
feet are crossed at the ankles and his eyes are narrowed in my direction.
He’s flipping something over in his fingers, staring at me.
My eyes fall to the counter to his left and I see an empty glass that
probably recently held scotch. He drinks it on occasion to help him fall
asleep.
I look back at him and there’s a smirk on his face. My body instantly
grows warm at that smile because I know what comes next. This apartment
is about to become a frenzy of clothes and kisses. We’ve christened nearly
every room since we moved in here, but the kitchen is one we haven’t
tackled yet.
I smile back at him, my heart still beating erratically from the shock of
finding him here in the dark. His eyes fall to his hand, and I notice he’s