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“And I thought my knowing German was going to be a big surprise.”

“Wait, you know German?” I couldn’t help the shock that filled my face.

He nodded. “Yeah, my great-grandpa spoke it. So, I learned it. I’m pretty good at it.”

“Wow, that’s amazing.”

He snorted. “No, it’s nothing compared to you right now. What else?”

I opened the grill and started to set the burgers on it. “Uhhh… I know how to sew. I took some classes on how to do photography. Oh, I know how to play the flute.”

“Do you really?”

I nodded and turned back to Henrik. “I do. I haven’t touched it in a few years, but I do.”

He smirked. “I know how to play piano.”

I looked at him, shocked. “Really? I always wanted to learn, but my fingers aren’t big enough to hit the keys.”

“Yeah, my mom had Sam and me learn when we were younger. We both stuck with it. I don’t know if she still plays, but I can.”

“I’m a little jealous now. I always wanted to learn, but that was the one thing I couldn’t seem to get.”

He chuckled softly. “I didn’t think we would have things in common.”

“You'll be surprised,” I said softly. “A lot of people have things in common but would never think of it.”

“Kluges Mädchen."

My eyes widened as the two words rolled over his tongue. I couldn’t help but be fascinated by how they came out. I walked close and leaned onto his chair. “What does that mean?”

“Smart girl,” he said with a smirk.

I blushed. “You speak well.Homem inteligente.”

“What does that mean?”

“Smart man.”

“What language was it?”

“Portuguese.”

He hooked my arm, pulling me into a kiss, and I couldn’t help but giggle. It felt so easy to be with him.

I finished making the burgers, and we ate outside. After eating, we relaxed and got ready for bed. I found myself always returning to his bedroom rather than my own. Henrik always pulled me close to him at night, and I always found myself eager for it.

Chapter 20 - Henrik

I glanced across the room and saw Katie taking a deep sip of her coffee and yanking on her jacket. It was raining outside, so I grabbed an umbrella from the closet and walked over to her. “Are you sure you don’t want me to come with you?”

I handed her the umbrella, and she smiled as she took it. “No, you have a meeting with the guys, so you need to go to that. Besides, I have Roxanne, who is stopping in and helping me today, so I won’t be alone.”

Ever since the blow-up with Ashley, it seemed word had traveled fast that I wouldn’t stand for anyone saying anything about Katie. People had been more helpful with her and kinder at the lab.

She walked closer and leaned up, placing her hands on my chest. “I will be just fine without you. I’ll be home this evening, and we can have dinner.”

Our relationship had seemed to shift slightly since the attack. We had both opened up to each other and were spending more time together. We were finding hobbies to do together when we were home. We often found ourselves reading before bed.