"Where are you taking me then?" I ask Luke, who arranged for Parker to sleep over at Harley’s and then told me we are going out on a surprise date.

"Get in the car and you’ll see, won't you?" he says, and I laugh, doing as I am told. Luke drives us for about half an hour to a small town and parks up on a busy street.

"What is going on?" I ask, seeing bright lights and hearing loud music at the bottom of the street we are parked on. Everyone is walking towards the street past our car.

"It's the light festival. They go around England once a year, and tonight they’re here," he explains to me. Luke offers me a multicoloured mask that will just cover my eyes. "Everyone wears them. They sell them for a charity." I smile, putting my mask on as Luke places his similar one on himself. I wait for a space in the people passing the car before opening the door and getting out. Luke walks to my side as we join the people, wrapping an arm around my waist.

"Did I tell you they dance on the streets?" Luke asks just the festival comes into view. Stalls line the sides of the streets, shining bright lights all around the people dancing in the middle of them. Loud, beautiful music is blasting from a band on a stage in the middle of the stalls. A man is singing loudly as he jumps around the stage, full of energy and laughter.

"Dance with me?" Luke asks, reminding me of when we first met. I nod, trying not to get emotional. Luke walks us into the dancers and wraps his arms around my waist, as I rest my head on his shoulder.

"We never got the first date, not really. I want to correct that time and time again with you, Emilia," he whispers to me. I lift my head and place my hand on his cheek as we sway to the music.

"I never needed fancy dates to fall in love with you. I just wanted you around," I explain to him.

"I'm here now," Luke promises, turning his head and kissing my hand before I lower it. "And I love you." I lean up and kiss Luke, wrapping my arms around his shoulders. We are both lost in each for a long time, kissing, dancing, and laughing. Some moments couldn't be more perfect. Eventually, we make our way out of the dancers to look at the stalls. I walk to a stall that sells little wooden toys and pick up a hand-painted red fire engine.

"Would Parker like that?" Luke asks.

"He would. Fire engines are his favourite," I say, and Luke buys the fire engine truck, and the stall keeper places it in a bag. We walk down past more stalls, stopping to look every so often.

"Do you want to move in?" I blurt out, and Luke stops, looking down at me with a big smile.

"I mean Parker needs to know about us soon anyway and it's a big house. It might be too soon, but I'm throwing it out there. You’re already sneaking in every night anyway."

"I would love to. I want to be with you and Parker," he says, leaning down and kissing me. "You have no idea how much I'd love to live with you."

"We should have a long chat with Parker about everything," I say, knowing it is best we explain it all to him soon.

"How was he about Eric moving out?" Luke asks.

"Actually, he seemed to understand. Eric took him out for ice cream this week, and he came back with big smiles, telling me he has a baby brother or sister on the way," I say, remembering how happy he was. We agreed to go to the shops to get a teddy gift for the baby when he or she is born. I'm glad Eric is involving Parker so much already, it no doubt helped him understand why his dad moved out.

"You have brought up an amazing kid," Luke says, making me feel proud.

"He’s like his dad," I say, winking at Luke. He laughs, holding me close to him as we continue walking down the street, dreaming of our future we know we are lucky to have.