Page 94 of Wild About You
“This place is gorgeous.” Her gaze lands on the For Sale sign hanging in the yard. “Whose house is this?”
“It was Jack’s a few years ago. He’s been renting it the past couple of years since he moved into his new place.”
I take her hand and we walk to the garage. I punch in the code, and it lifts.
The garage, like the rest of the house, is empty, but I lead her inside through a mud room, past a laundry room, and giant kitchen, into the living room.
“Wow. Why would he ever move?” She turns in a circle. It’s all white with dark gray accents, modern and clean.
“You’ve seen his place now. It makes this one look like a shack.”
“This shack is beautiful.” She runs her hand along the mantle above the fireplace.
“This is my favorite part,” I say, and open the big, glass sliding door that opens up to a covered sitting area outside.
It has a great wooded view—not a house in sight. But in case the landscape isn’t enough, there’s also a fireplace and spot for a TV above it, plus lots of room for couches and chairs. All the furniture is gone now, but Jack showed me some pictures from before he moved out, and I just know if this was my house, this is the place I’d want to be.
Piper walks out and rests her hands on the railing. “This is really nice.”
“There’s no pool, but the agent said there’s enough room to put a decent-sized one in right over there.” I point over her shoulder.
The breeze moves her hair around. She looks back at me, brows pulled together. The question is on her face, but I don’t give her time to ask.
“I was thinking about buying it,” I say. “What do you think?”
“Really?” Her face lights up and she glances back out at the view like she’s seeing it for the first time again, hopefully trying to picture waking up to it.
“You didn’t think I was going to live with Ash forever, did you?”
“No, but I didn’t realize you were actively looking. You…” She stops herself and bites the corner of her lip. “You and Everly would live here?”
“And you, of course. Do you like it?” I push her hair away from her face and let my fingers linger at the base of her neck.
“Like? It’s perfect for you. I can totally picture you here.”
“Us.” I rest my hand along her hip. “Do you like it for you, Pipes?”
She opens her mouth to speak, closes it, and then finally speaks. “Is now a bad time to tell you that my roommate’s sister left? I wanted to wait until after tonight to tell you. I guess I wanted to enjoy a couple more nights under the same roof too.”
Her expression goes sheepish, and it makes me laugh. Like I care that she hasn’t gone back to her place.
“Move in with me, Pipes. Not because I need help with Everly, but because I want to live with my super hot girlfriend.”
She rests a palm on my chest. I brace for disappointment. Somewhere in the back of my mind I know it’s fast and impulsive. But it feels like four years too long.
Her smile starts small and grows into a wide grin that I want to kiss. “Okay.”
“Really?”
She nods. “Yes, really. I love falling asleep with you every night.”
“And waking up with me?”
“I would if your alarm went off about two hours later.”
“So this is really happening? You’re moving in with me?” I am grinning like an idiot and I don’t care.
“I just want to be where you are. Don’t get me wrong, this is so nice and of course I want to live here with you, but I’d say yes to that regardless of where you live.”
