“You mean to your condo,” I say. “This is home.”
“Yep, exactly that.” He twists a piece of my hair. “This is not going to be easy, I know. Just trust me.”
“I do,” I say.Just not them, I think. Giselle especially will try to get him in a compromising position, just for ratings and drama.
Tammy brings the lease. Blitz signs all the paperwork and Shelly handles the transaction. Blitz and I walk around the house, holding hands.
“Our place,” he says, turning me in a circle in the big empty master bedroom. “Can’t wait to break in this room.”
“You know, that living room ceiling is high enough to install an aerial silk,” I say.
“It is.” His grin is mischievous. “And I can think of a thousand things to do to you all strung up on it.” He kisses my neck.
“Can you ask Shelly to have someone set one up? Will the ceiling hold it?”
He nuzzles beneath my hair a moment more before saying, “I’ll let them figure out where the beams are. I’m just wondering if we can get everyone else to leave.”
We hear Tammy’s sharp heels coming down the hall. “Toodle-oo, Blitz, Livia!” she calls. “We’re heading out! Keys are on the kitchen counter!”
“Perfect,” Blitz says. We walk to the front as Tammy and Shelly head to their cars.
“That was quick,” I say. “It’s ours already?”
“It’s ours already,” Blitz says. “And I believe that sofa in there could use a little checking for comfort.”
I laugh as he walks me backward into the living room. I have a feeling we’ll be thoroughly exploring each and every room before it’s over.