The walk had been a blast actually. The two of you had wandered down the streets, looking at all the cute stores and wandered through the local street market. Turns out when Solo isn't being a flirt or being Mr mysterious spy he was a lot of fun. The two of you had been laughing non stop since you'd left the hotel, so much that your cheeks hurt. Solo had picked up a ridiculous amount of fresh produce from the markets claiming that he was going to make dinner. You were still slightly sceptical, he didn't really look the type that would cook but then again he didn't look the type that would dance either.

When you had come home you were pleasantly surprised to get a call from Vivienne. She had invited you to go out with her for lunch, saying she needed a girl day or some bullshit like that. This only confirmed the rumours about her liking to befriend the wife. Your loathing for her only increased.

You had showered and put your pyjamas on and now you were seated on the couch, your feet on the coffee table reading the newspaper.

"What do you want for dinner?" He asked. You placed the newspaper on your lap and glanced up at him. His arm was against the doorframe, his suit jacket had been discarded leaving him in his vest and white shirt with the sleeves rolled up. He was wearing a ridiculous looking apron but still managed to look good on him and he was looking at you expectantly.

Solo smiled softly at you, your hair was still slightly damp and you were wearing these weird baggy pyjamas. Yet you still managed to look beautiful.

"Surprise me." You grinned causing him to chuckle before walking back into the kitchen. It was like your life suddenly flashed forward. You could actually picture yourself coming home from work, plopping down on the couch and Solo asking you what you wanted for dinner. You could picture your whole life with him, having children together, loving each other and it scared you.

Solo's brow furrowed as he headed into the kitchen. When he saw you seated on the couch his stomach started doing weird flips. The whole thing just felt right to him. He could see himself married to you. Greeting you when you came home from work, kissing you before telling you to take a load off while he cooked for you. He could see you coming home from work and your little daughter running out to meet you before your daughter and him cooked dinner together. That was terrifying for Solo. For so long he had been by himself, not letting anyone in with the occasional woman with him for a night for fun. He didn't like the way he was feeling towards you, he needed a distraction from you.