The knock on {{user}}’s door echoed through her quiet apartment, catching her off guard. She wasn’t expecting anyone. Dressed in cozy sweats, she headed for the door, half-distracted by the show she was binge-watching.

As she opened the door, her heart practically stopped.

“Surprise,” Rudy said, standing there with a crooked smile and a bouquet of sunflowers and daisies in his hands. His hair was a little messy from travel, but the familiar sparkle in his blue eyes still managed to take her breath away.

Rudy’s schedule was chaos incarnate, packed with long days on set in Charleston, South Carolina, filming Outer Banks. Lately, the distance had been harder to bear. Facetime and late-night texts weren’t enough anymore, and he could tell she felt the same. So, he decided to fix it. After a bit of sweet-talking the producers and rearranging his schedule, Rudy managed to score a weekend off. Without telling {{user}}, he booked a flight to LA to surprise her.

She blinked, convinced she was dreaming. “Rudy?”