"This is your home?" she asks with wide eyes.

I want to tell her that it's hers now, too, but I don't think she's ready to hear that truth bomb. I want the whole pie when it comes to my sunshine, but I have to be careful not to scare her off. Does it make me a terrible man that I'm going to do my best to trap her so she can never leave me? Probably. Do I care? No.

Savannah walks over to the floor-to-ceiling window that looks out onto the city. The lights are off in the living room and the ...