“Hey Bec’s, what does it feel like to have the whole world in the palm of your hand?” Chloe asked curiously as they stood on the balcony of the hotel, staring out over the LA landscape, having escaped the noise of the post Grammy after party happening mere feet away.
Relinquishing her hold on her champagne flute Beca reached down, grabbing hold of Chloe’s left hand and bringing it to her lips, pressing a kiss against the engagement ring sitting prettily on the redheads ring finger.
“It feels amazing,” Beca replied, and Chloe blushed at the meaning behind her words as she stepped into Beca’s arms to embrace the woman next to her.
Because to Chloe, being the heart of Beca Mitchell’s world felt pretty great too.











