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Sodamn happy.
The bedroom door opens and Nolan walks in. “There you are.”
“Here I am.” I smile at him from where I’m sprawled across the middle of our bed.
Ourbed.
Yeah, that’s not going to get old for a while.
Or maybe forever.
He closes the door behind him, a smile on his face as he walks over and leans in for a kiss. “You all right?”
“Exhausted, sorry. How goes the kitchen?”
“I’m calling it a day. Doors are all hung, but you know Arlo. Now he’s out there putting the knobs on the doors and drawers.”
I giggle. “Justonemore thing,” we say together.
Nolan smiles. “And five hours later…”
I smile back. “…he’s still at it.”
He looks exhausted and contented all at the same time as his brown gaze locks on mine. Nolan braces his hands on the bed and leans in for another kiss, longer this time, lingering.
We have all the time in the world now.
“Thank you,” he softly says when he ends our kiss.
“For what?”
“For having faith and patience. For siccing Arlo on me and not giving up on this dream. For standing by me and encouraging me and helping me win full custody of Katie. Thisisa dream come true, for me.”
“I think your attorney gets atinylittle of the credit for that last one,” I joke, “but sure.”
“You know what I mean, Zo.” He reaches over and strokes my hair, and it makes me want to purr.
“You need a shower,” I tease.
He smiles. “Come take one with me.”
I already had one, but like hell am I going to say no.
We worked too damn hard for this time.
I let him take me by the hand and lead me to our bathroom.
This is all ours—everything. The shower was designed so the three of us could comfortably shower at the same time.
Or do…other things in there.
The soaking tub is big enough for all three of us, and I’ll never forget the look on the salesman’s face that day when the three of us climbed into the tub together to make sure we’d fit.
I love the fact that we can step out of our bedroom and be in the pool.
I love that if the kids are asleep, we can take a blanket outside to the little private screened area just outside our bedroom, where the shrubs hide us, and make love under the stars.
With the lanai’s protective screen keeping us from getting eaten alive by mosquitoes while we fuck. It’s heaven.
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