“We are going to explore the mansion, and all its delights.” His tone was heavy with promise. “But first, I wanted to let you know that while you were asleep last night, I completed the design for your house.”
I beamed up at him. “That’s wonderful, Greyson.”
“I think you’ll love it.”
“There’s no doubt. When can we start building?”
“Right away.”
I felt a surge of joy, radiant and irrepressible, as if my very soul had been set alight. My lover had created a home for me.
I wanted to ask him the big question, but wasn’t sure…
As though reading my mind, he said, “I’m ready to sell my house.”
My heart squeezed knowing he had to make this difficult decision about a place that meant so much to him. I understood why he had clung to it for the longest time.
He pointed to his temple. “The memories are safe.”
“Your happiness is everything,” I said softly.
“If I’m honest, I don’t see the next phase of my life being lived there.”
“Well, this talented architect designed my dream home. Maybe you’d like to move in with me.”
His face lit up with a joy that was boyish and then masculine. “That would be… Yes, of course. Thank you for wanting me there.”
“I know things are moving quickly with us,” I admitted. “We’ve not known each other that long. But still…”
“We’ve already lived a thousand lives together.”
“True. Though that’s enough adventures for a while.”
“Let’s not plan to take down any more villains for a least a few weeks.”
“I can live with that.” I squeezed his arm affectionately.
“There’s something I need to be honest about.”
“Oh?”
“Yes, during our first chess game, at Cameron’s, in his kitchen—”
“I remember.”
“I let you win.”
I thought back on it and grinned. “No, you didn’t.”
“For my ego’s sake, say I won.”
I threw my head back in a laugh, knowing he was joking. “You wonme, how about that.”
“The ultimate gift,” he said brightly. “I’m the luckiest man alive.”
“You haven’t tasted my cooking yet.”
“Your toast is pretty rad.”