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She smiles up at me. “So we agree on two, then.”

“Would you want to wait a bit? After you’re married? Like Daze and Sophie.”

“I don’t know. I think it’ll depend on the guy and our relationship. Maybe a little on how old I am. I don’t want to have kids past thirty-five. I know I can, and lots of people do, it’s just not for me.”

“You still have lots of time.”

“Do I? I’m twenty-eight, Spencer. And I’m not in a relationship at all. I still need to meet someone, fall in love, decide to get married, get married, and then have kids. I don’t want to rush any of that just because my biological clock is ticking.”

Something inside me eases and I realize she’s just laid to rest the fear that I’d had earlier about her wanting me only because I’m here and she’s lonely. Lis is not the kind of person who would enter a relationship that way. If she does, she’ll do it consciously. Once she make a decision, she goes all in, just like I do. Except I usually make my decisions fast with little thought and all instinct. Lis takes her time. Time I’m willing to give her.

I grab her hand, tugging her to a stop. “You don’t need to rush anything. You could meet the person of your dreams tomorrow.” Or a month ago. “Worrying about it won’t help you.”

She sighs and steps closer to me. I immediately wrap her in a hug, giving her the comfort she needs. I take the opportunity to kiss her head because that’s the only way I can kiss her right now.

Chapter 21

Lis

I hurry down the street toward the building where the open house is, checking the time again. This place is only a fifteen-minute walk from my apartment and I’d left with way more time than I needed, but I still don’t like to be late. And I know Spencer will be anxious about leaving work on a day when there’s a wedding happening.

Sure enough, he’s waiting for me outside, and he looks tense.

“Everything okay?” I ask.

“Yeah. I left Adalie in charge. Everything’s in good hands. It just feels weird.”

“Let’s go up then.” I link my arm through his and tug him along.

There’s a person at the front door to let us in and he gives us a fact sheet on the apartment. As we ride up the elevator to the sixth floor, I read the sheet over Spencer’s arm.

“The maintenance fees are pretty high,” I say, pointing.

“They’re not bad. Considering the rooftop garden and the gym. I’ve seen worse. And since there’s one here, I’d get rid of my current gym membership.”

The doors slide open and a woman in a skirt suit smiles at us.

“You’re here for the open house?” she asks.

I smile back. “We are.”

The realtor holds out her hand. “I’m Sam. Can I show you around?”

“Please.”

We follow her inside and she says to just leave our shoes on. She points out the in-suite laundry and how both bedrooms have attached bathrooms. The master has a walk-in closet that almost makes me swoon.

“Do you think the bedroom is big enough for your king-sized bed?” I ask.

Spencer nods. He seems thoughtful as he looks around. “This bed is a queen and there’s still plenty of space.”

“The bathroom has a double vanity and a separate shower and bathtub.”

Sam laughs. “Are you trying to do my job?”

“It’s a really nice bathtub,” I say with a shrug.

Spencer cuts a look at me, a mischievous smirk on his face. “I know how much you like baths.”

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