Page 270 of The Heart You Kept

“Can you see yourself being happy here?”

“I’ll be happy wherever we are together.”

“Liar,” he teases. “You don’t like my yacht.”

“That’s just because I can’t garden.”

He leans in and kisses me. “Would you like this house?”

“It’s too much.”

“You can’t put a price on happiness.”

“Will you be serious?”

“I am.” He kisses me again. “Am I going to make an offer on this house, or not?”

I bite my lip to hide my smile as my eyes float around. “Let’s go back inside and look again.”

“Okay.” He leads me back through the house and into the perfect kitchen. “Can you see yourself cooking in here?”

I nod.

We go back through to the living room and down into the cellar and through to the wellness center and oh my god, this is really something else.

We end up back in the main bedroom and walk out onto the terrace, the sun is setting in a beautiful glow of pinks.

“So?” He kisses me. “Can I give you this?”

“But that’s not fair because I have nothing to give to you.”

His eyes twinkle with a certain something. “Your heart is the ultimate gift.” He takes me into his arms. “The only thing I would ever wish for.”

Oh….

My eyes well with tears. “I love you,” I whisper. “So, so much.”

“Is that a yes?” He smiles against my lips.

I giggle through tears. “That’s a hell yes.”

DARKNESS

With my eye pressed firmly to the wall I watch.

Naked, she’s straddled over him, his body deep inside hers. Moving together as they ride the wave of pleasure. The room is dim, lit only by a bedside lamp.

But I can see everything…. Feel everything.

They pant harder as I struggle for control.

No.

My breath is ragged, tugging at my lungs as it begs for an exhale.

I press my face harder to the wall.

He tips his head back and moans as she rides him. “Fuck yeah.” His hands are on her hip bones and the bed begins to hit the wall with force. “Just there. Just like that.”