By the time we’re finished, Pania makes her way to my spare room to sleep off all the wine we’ve consumed, but I’ve got something else to do before I get some sleep.

I change into my pyjamas, and crawl into bed.

It’s 1:30 a.m. in Los Angeles, and I flick off a text to Josh just in case he’s awake. I know he’s been working late nights on this new movie.

Me: Are you awake?

My phone buzzes with an incoming call, and I smile. “I take it the answer is yes?”

Josh laughs. “I lost track of time.” He sounds tired, but happy to hear from me. The sound of his voice just makes me miss him.

“I’ve got news.”

“Really? What kind of news.”

I take a deep breath. “I’m selling the diner.”

“Woah.” Now he sounds awake. I guess that’s not what he thought he was going to hear.

“Pania and I talked it over tonight. Apparently you can’t run a food business when you burn the food, so …” I laugh.

There’s silence for a moment. He’s probably processing what I just said.

“Does that mean you’ve made a decision?” he finally asks.

I close my eyes, lying back on the bed and cradling the phone next to my ear. “Amelia has only ever known this as home, and she has friends that we’ll have to say goodbye to, but I want to give her the chance to live her childhood with her father. She deserves that. It was never her fault that you weren’t part of her life.” I let out a sigh. “Besides, Josh Carter, I am absolutely, totally, hopelessly in love with you, and I want to be a part of your journey.”

“You are my journey. Get your butt over here.”

I lick my lips. “I’ll apply for Amelia’s passport tomorrow and we’ll take it from there. I also have to talk to an agent about the sale of the diner. Pania’s going to manage it until it’s sold and then we’ll see what happens. I want to try and help the staff retain their jobs.”

Josh lets out a sigh of relief. “I hope you get everything you want. But I can’t wait for you to get here. I love you so much.”

“I burned food at the diner thinking about you today.” I laugh.

“No way. Probably a good idea to get out of there, then. Before you burn the place down.” He pauses. “Does this mean no more teasing about me burning the grilled cheese?”

“Maybe.”

“The sooner you get here, the better. I’m looking forward to showing you the house, and you can meet Reece and—”

“Wait.” I grin. “I can meet Reece Evans?”

Josh laughs. “I wish you’d stop fangirling over him.”