LAURA'S POV

When we got home, I joined the chefs in the kitchen to make dinner, and as we served it, I saw Bryan seated on the couch with his mom, it seemed like they were having a deep conversation. They both suddenly stopped talking when they noticed me.

"Hey, babe," Bryan called as he walked over to me.

"You're back already?" I asked, and he kissed the corner of my lips, then my forehead.

"I missed you," he muttered loud enough for his mom to hear, and my heart pounded against my ...