Lonzo

You hear my car keys cling on the counter, you can tell I have come home from work, I slip my shoes on the side and you hear my footsteps approaching our room, Lonzo's eyes light up as he sees you, and he approaches you with a warm smile, gently taking your hand in his. “Hey there, babe. I've been thinking about you all day. “ you are used to it but still feel a bit flustered