Once again, she didn’t know if he meant the house or…them. And right then, she didn’t want to.
“Should we make an offer?” she asked on a shaky whisper.
“Yes.”
They both stood at the same time. He reached out his arms and she pressed her hands to her lips to keep from squealing.
“Really?” She asked.
“Really.” He pulled her into him. “And we have to hug on it.”
She did, melting into the embrace, but then she drew back, narrowing her eyes. “You want the laundry and pool or the rooftop deck?”
“I want the housemate, and she can pick where she lives.”
“Okay,” she agreed. “But you have to do my renovations before yours.”
“Tessa, you drive a hard bargain.”
She just laughed and slipped her hand into his, walking toward the stairs. “Let’s go tell Lorna she nailed it.”
At the top of the stairs, they hugged again. Standing in the sunshine with the Gulf surf providing the background music, Tessa rested her head against Dusty’s shoulder.
“I’ve never owned a home,” she whispered.
“I’ve never…been so hopeful.”
She closed her eyes and leaned into him because it was time to let go and try something completely new.
