Chapter 18
They settledinto life together as if it had always been meant to be, and it was almost too perfect to be believed. But every afternoon when Sheridan came home and she kissed him hello, she was reminded all over again that it was actually real.
At heart, even though she loved kids and teaching, Cheyenne loved running her house and being a wife. When Sheridan asked her when she was going to officially move in, she’d been a little startled. It hadn’t even occurred to her that her other house was sitting empty.
“Well, I guess I’ll go over this week and decide what we need, get some clothes. Are you positive about this, Sheridan? Because once these girls get their junk over here your beautiful designer house is never going to be the same.”
He laughed and tugged on a length of her hair. “Of course I’m sure, Chey. There’s no sense in us living apart if we don’t have to, right? Hell, I can move into your house if you’d prefer. I just want to be with you.”
Tears welled in her eyes and she had to blink them away. “I don’t want to be apart either. And as much as I love my little house it’s not big enough for all of us.”
“Then why don’t you pack up what you need and we’ll move you?”
She nodded, running her hand down his cheek. “We’ll get some essentials now, and after the bridal shower we’ll get the rest. Or decide what to part with.”
“Whatever you want. Is the shower set?”
Cheyenne wiggled her hands. “Kind of. There are some salads I have to put together and some supplies I need to buy. Everything else is being catered. And we’ve been calling it a shower, but it’s gonna be more like a party. Chad and Lora and several of their friends are coming, as well as a bunch of locals. It’s kind of an open invite to anyone that wants to come.”
Sheridan’s brows lifted. “Do I need deputies patrolling?”
She laughed. “I sure hope not! They’re welcome to come eat though.”
“Well, if you need help with anything you let me know.”
Cheyenne wondered if Sheridan would live to regret those words and laughed.