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“Watch out, or you’ll have some of your own soon,” Elle jokes, dropping onto the chair across from us.

My usual knee-jerk shudder isn’t there.

“Not soon,” I correct. “Maybe someday.”

Annie leans in, hopeful. “Do you love him?”

I sneak a look at Harrison.

“You do,” she goes on without my answering.

“It’s almost like the harder it gets, the closer we are. If that makes sense.”

She nods, enthusiastic.

My phone buzzes with text from Leni, along with a picture.

Excitement jolts through me. “Oh my God. No way.”

“What?” Elle demands.

I explain what I’ve been working on, and Annie sighs.

“Send me a picture of his face when you show him.”

Elle nudges her with a toe. “A, His face is going to be eating her once she shows him.”

Annie claps hands over Sophie’s ears, glaring at us both.

Like it’s my fault my boyfriend is a billionaire with a magic fucking tongue.

The rest of the afternoon is fun, and it’s almost twilight by the time we leave.

“You’re right,” I say as Harrison navigates the roads from the Hills. “We should stop at the club.”

He cuts me a surprised look. “Since when?”

I lift a shoulder. “Since now.”

He reaches over to take my hand in his.

When we turn onto the street, the sun setting behind us and leaving long shadows from trees and buildings, Harrison starts to tense.

High in the air, lights beckon, growing brighter with every second.

“What the…?”

My breath hitches. “We’re not even in the parking lot,” I prod.

He ignores me and parks the car on the street, shifting out to stare up at the marquee on the side of the building.

Kings.

It’s lit up in orange and gold, shaped like a crown. It reminds me of the Ibiza summer or a Phoenix rising.

I round the car and lean against his side. “Everyone who sees this will know it’s yours. We wanted to surprise you. Okay, I wanted to surprise you,” I amend. “Leni helped.”

How we see ourselves is important. How Harrison sees this place is important.