She drew a shuddering breath. “Say it again?”
“This is our room, baby.”
She walked across the hall to a smaller room. “And this is another bedroom?”
My hands were shaky, so I steadied them on her hips. “I mean, it could be a nursery.”
She sniveled, her eyes rounding. “You want that?”
I bit my lip, trying to read her expression. “If you do.”
“Yeah. I’ll want that.”
My eyes welled a little, too. “We’ll try to have a baby?”
“I think at some point, we should.” We stared at each other, stunned and grinning like fools. Then she jumped at me again, peppering me with overjoyed kisses.
She started tugging at my clothes, unbuttoning my shirt as I picked her up. “Hold your horses, Sweet Cheeks. You haven’t seen the kitchen yet.”
I carried her in there, and as soon as she could see the vintage green cabinets, she started kicking her feet and pounding on my chest. I put her down and she folded over with a hand over her mouth. “You got me an avocado kitchen?!”
I couldn’t stop smiling. I knew she’d love it. “You want to remodel it?” I teased.
“Are you fucking kidding?! Never, Benny! This thing is frozenin time! Look at it. It’s gorgeous!” She looked back at me with teary eyes. “Do you like this house?”
“Yeah, I love it,” I said. “Especially because you love it so much.”
“But you didn’t just buy it because I like stuff like this, right?”
I came closer to her. “I bought it because,” I kissed her nose, “I love you,” I kissed her forehead, “I’m obsessed with you,” I kissed her neck, “and I want to share a home with you. Not just an apartment. Not a bachelor pad. A home. With you.”
“Thank you,” she whispered. “You didn’t have to.”
“I know. I wanted to.”
“Right, but this isn’t picking up takeout for dinner as a treat.”
“It’s me picking up a house as a treat,” I said, knowing full well she’d hate that.
“You fucking dick,” she growled, climbing up my body to kiss me. “I think you’d better take your clothes off.”
“Ooh, Daddy buying you a house turns you on, huh?”
“Fuck yeah, it does.”
“I think I owe you a fuck on the kitchen counter,” I said. “And here, there’s no one to hear you scream but me. And I’m going to need every single one of those screams.”
I plopped her ass on the counter and grabbed her throat to her contented sigh. We could get to the team afterparty a little late. “You ready to christen every surface in this house?”
“Sure am, Daddy.”
Epilogue
Mikey
“Cheers!”
The four groomsmen clinked our whiskey glasses to Guy’s. It was about an hour to the ceremony at the Greenbrier. Jessie filled me in on all the history around the West Virginia landmark on the flight to Charleston, thrilled to give me all her state pride facts.
