A swarm of butterflies were fluttering in Greta’s chest. She turned to face Carys, sitting cross-legged to try and stop herself from bouncing up and down. It didn’t quite work.

“Yes! Yeah. Fuck yeah. Yes.”

Carys let out a breath, and Greta realized she had been nervous to ask her. Self-possessed, confident Carys had worried she might not say yes.

“I love you so much,” Greta told her, pushing her curls away from her neck and leaning in to kiss her throat, then her cheek, then the corner of her mouth.

Then something occurred to her.

“Wait, but are you sure, because I have a lot of plants. Like. A lot.”

“Hello, yes, of course I know, and yes, I’m sure.”

“I want to get a cat,” Greta said. She hadn’t even realized it was true until it was out of her mouth.

“Great. I love cats. Not a hairless one, though, okay? I think they’re cute but Helen has a legit phobia.”

“A full-of-hair cat, then.”

Greta couldn’t stop smiling.

“I take weirdly long showers for someone with almost no hair. And Adelaide says I snore, but I think she was just messing with me.”

“Oh, I know you snore.”

“I do?”

“Oh, honey, yes. You for sure snore.”

“Wait, have I been snoring this whole time?”

Carys nodded.

“Why didn’t you ever say anything?”

Carys shrugged. “I’m fairly sure it’s not something you can control. I didn’t want to make you self-conscious.”

“Damn.”

Greta didn’t have it in her to be mortified about that revelation because Carys was looking at her with such fondness.

“I want to live with you. The idea of waking up with you every morning makes me so happy. I can’t wait to make you coffee and bring it to you in bed because you’re so snuffly and cuddly when you first wake up. I can’t wait to eat dinner with you and plan our weekends together. I can’t wait for Helen to yell at you for wasting water when you take really long showers.”

Carys grinned but squeezed Greta’s thighs tight.

“I…wow. I want all that stuff too. I just worried… You and Helen and Veronica have your whole thing going on, and I would never want to interrupt it.”

“What? You’re part of the whole thing we have going on. You’re part of the business, not me. And V and Helen love you.”

“I love them too.”

“Listen, I only want this if you want it too,” Carys said seriously, eyes anxious.

“No, no, I want it. I want it so much!” Greta grabbed her and pulled her close, heart zipping with joy. “I want it. Please don’t doubt that for one second. I was just feeling a little insecure.”