Page 55 of Unwrapping Love
“Where do you want me to put things?”
“For now, just leave them right here in the entryway, then I’ll show you around. I can get everything. You’ve got to be hungry and tired.”
“Both those things. But the sooner it’s all in the house, the quicker I can relax.”
The two of them brought the rest of her belongings in.
“You don’t have a lot.”
“Nope. I move too much. All my places are normally furnished. This is just clothes, shoes, and some belongings.”
“A box of supplies,” he said. There was one big box.
“Yep. I load up because I never know what is going to happen or when I can change shipping addresses or pharmacies.”
He’d help her with that.
He’d ease her transition as much as possible.
“It’s all in,” he said. “Let’s eat. I ordered pizza. It came twenty minutes ago. I turned the oven on to warm it up.”
“You’re my hero,” she said, going in for a big kiss.
He wrapped his arms around her and held on tight.
She was here!
Rowan didn’t want to let her know the anxiety he had she’d change her mind.
Considering she had two interviews set up on Monday, he shouldn’t have been worried.
“Hey, this was nothing compared to talking airport staff back on a plane.”
She let out a soft giggle. “Guess you’ve been my hero from day one.”
He gave her a side hug and pulled the pizza out.
She flipped the lid and snagged a slice, then took a huge bite.
“Good?” he asked. The way her eyes closed and she hummed in her throat had more thoughts in his brain than he wanted to admit.
He’d already all but attacked her before she got a foot away from her car.
“Great. Can you give me a tour while we eat? Or don’t you want food to leave the kitchen? I should know the rules of your house. A beautiful house, but I’m not surprised either.”
She walked to the glass doors to view the ocean.
“It’s your house too. Do what you want.”
“I’m not a messy person.”
“I know you’re not. You’re cleaner than me.”
She was always picking up at the cabin. More than he normally did.
“This sight is stunning. I’d be happy if all this place had was this kitchen and living room.”
“There is more to it,” he said. “I’ve got an office in the front.”
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