As we pulled back, I noticed that Emma was holding a tray with a steaming hot cup of coffee and a plate of freshly baked cookies. "I thought you might like a little something to make you feel welcome," she said, handing me the cup and plate.
"Hey, welcome to our home!" Emma said, opening her arms for a hug. I hesitated for a moment before returning the gesture. "I'm so glad you're here. We've been waiting for you."
"I'm glad you like them," she said. "I was hoping you'd be a good taste-tester."
Emma smiled, and we sat there in comfortable silence for a few moments, enjoying the fresh air and each other's company.
Emma sat down beside me, and we started chatting about everything from school to our favorite TV shows. I was surprised by how easy it was to talk to her, and before I knew it, we had been chatting for over an hour.
As we cooked, Emma told me more about her life, sharing stories about her friends and her favorite hobbies. I listened, feeling like I was getting to know her better with every passing minute.