| �Are you hungry?� Pacey asked, jumping up. �Thirsty? I was just cooking myself dinner.� �What is it?� Andie asked, scrunching up her face. Pacey laughed at her expression. �I�m a good cook McPhee. Try before you judge.� Andie grinned as she watched Pacey move around the small table and stove. �Tell me about Italy,� Pacey said as he mixed something in a bowl. �If I told you about Italy, it would take forever,� Andie said. �Italy is amazing. I love it. My Aunty is amazing as well. I made so many wonderful friends. I worked in this little caf�. I met so many people. I travelled all around Italy�� �Did you travel anywhere else?� Pacey interrupted. Andie shook her head. �That�s how much I loved Italy. I didn�t want to go anywhere else.� Pacey shook his head in amusement as he poured the contents of the bowl onto two plates. �How can you not go anywhere else, McPhee? This is Europe we�re talking about,� Pacey said as he poked his head into the small fridge. Andie laughed. �For a smart person, I can be pretty stupid.� Pacey straightened up, holding a bottle of wine. �You�re far from stupid, McPhee. Come on, let�s eat.� Andie grinned as she sat at the table and watched Pacey light a candle then pour wine into both their glasses. He sat down and they locked eyes. He felt a stirring in his heart. Maybe it was nostalgia or maybe it was something else. All he knew was that it felt good. |
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