Vows In The making

The shop was beginning to look like a real home for dreams. Colossus and I spent most afternoons there now, working side by side as the walls went up and the roof was sealed. He’d taken on the role of project lead with quiet determination, making sure every measurement was perfect, every beam strong enough to last decades. I loved watching him — sleeves rolled up, sweat on his brow, that focused look on his face as he built something lasting for us. One warm afternoon, I found him in the future office space, carefully hanging the sign we’d designed together: Voss & Reyes Custom Builds. He stepped back, wiped his hands on his jeans, and turned to me with that soft, proud smile that always made my knees weak. “What do you think, baby?” he asked, pulling me against his chest. I wrapped m