Page 250 of The Valiant Knight
“For you, Lass. They aren’t as pretty as you, but I’ll always think about heather and you since it’s your middle name.”
That gave her goosebumps.
“Thank you, Finn,” she said, kissing him on the cheek and making him blush.
They kept walking, and when they reached rows of houses, he stopped in front of a door and took out his keys.
Gabby checked the place out. It was a white house, and there were other homes right next to it. The door and windows were painted a pretty blue.
It was cute.
She liked the gray roof, and the quaintness.
“Welcome home,” he said, knowing they’d be living here until they needed a bigger place. He wanted children, and that meant a home that could accommodate them.
When he escorted her in, she looked around.
Inside, she was caught off guard.
Against the whole wall in the living room, there were bookshelves filled with all kinds of books. The walls were a cheery green color, and all of the furniture was a nice brown leather.
Not far away, there was a stone fireplace.
The wood floors looked like they were redone, and indicative to the house’s origins.
When he put his bag down, and led her through the space to the kitchen, there were nice granite countertops, and blue walls.
The windows had shutters you could close, and she fell in love with the place. There were copper pots, and a really nice stove.
The floor was gray and white checkerboard, and it felt like she was home.
It was crazy.
“What do you think?” he asked, nervously. He was afraid she would hate it, and he’d spent so much time over the last three years remodeling it.
That’s what he did when he was sexually frustrated.
A project.
She looked around, and was honest.
“It’s missing something,” she said, seeing his face fall. It was clear she wasn’t the only one who had been hurt in a relationship.
Walking to the sink, she filled a glass with water, and put the flowers he bought her in the glass. Then, she put them on the windowsill.
“Now, that’s perfect,” she said.
At her words, his heart skipped.
“I’m a big proponent to flowers in a home. It makes me happy.”
Well, then, he’d bring her flowers all of the time. To keep her love, what wouldn’t he do?
She was a treasure.
“Can I see more?” she asked. “Everything looks so bright and cheery.”
He held out his hand and walked her toward the stairs that led to the two bedrooms.
