Page 93 of An Unexpected Home

So moving in with Brandon, while it seemed impulsive, it also seemed right.

Her truck was due to arrive any time and she and Brandon were trying to make room in his garage. She didn’t have a ton, but she did have a few pieces of furniture that she had purchased herself when she had gotten her first place, and she loved them. Plus, there were boxes with the rest of her clothes and belongings.

“I think this is enough space,” she said looking around the garage. “I really don’t have that much.”

“Whatever you need,” he said.

She watched him lift a box and shove it on top of another. “Hey Bran?”

He turned his head and looked at her. “Yeah?”

“I love you.”

A smile slowly appeared on his lips. “I would hope so.” He winked.

She chuckled and tried to think of something clever to throw back at him but before she could the small moving truck pulled into the drive.

“Looks like they're here,” he said and took her hand, both of them walking out to meet the men.

They moved quickly, unloading all her stuff within thirty minutes and then they were gone.

“Is there anything you want to have inside with you right now?” Brandon asked her, closing the garage door.

“I’m not sure. I’ll have to think about it.” She did want to get all her jewelry making stuff and bring that inside but as for furniture, she would have to see what would fit.

“If it’s okay with you, I am going to try and get some sleep before my shift tonight.”

“Probably a good idea.” He looked tired and worn out and she felt bad for all the work he was putting in trying to find Will. “I have work that I should be doing anyway.”

“Damn, I was going to try to talk you into napping with me.” He kissed her softly.

“If I napped with you neither of us would get any sleep.”

“Is it my fault that you are so sexy and I can’t keep my hands off you?”

She laughed. “Go nap and maybe, if I finish all my work, I will join you in the shower later.”

He stared at her, his mouth hanging wide open. “You expect me to sleep with the image of you all wet and slippery in my head?”

“Yes.” She walked away, leaving him standing there staring after her.

“You’re a cruel woman!” he shouted.

“You love it!” she yelled back, laughing all the way to the kitchen.

His kitchen and dining room area was quickly becoming one of her favorite places. The view of the lake was so calm and serene, that she could work and not even realize that it was work.

Just thinking that this was now her home and she could have this view every day made her happy deep down where happiness formed.

Grabbing her bag, she opened it and set her laptop on the table along with her phone. She noticed she had several missed calls from Carly.

Hitting redial she waited for her to answer.

“Hey,” Carly finally said.

“Is everything okay?” Leah asked. “I saw all the calls and you had me worried.”

“Sorry,” Carly said. “I didn’t mean to freak you out. But is it true?”

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