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She nodded and reached out for him.

He walked them up the stairs, and they poked into the rooms that didn’t have the inside walls up yet. He was careful to steady her on the way down the steps.

“Which way is your bedroom?” she asked.

His body instantly hardened at the thought of her in his bed. “This way.” He took her hand again and led her down a long hallway to the end. It opened into a large room with two smallerones attached.

“Wow, it’s huge.”

“I’m a big guy. I like space.” He let her explore and stood back with his arms crossed over his chest.

“This is your bathroom and closet?”

He nodded.

She walked over to another large hole in the wall with a tarp stapled in.

“What’s this going to be?” She touched the tarp and then turned to him.

“It will be the French doors to the back patio.”

He loved how her eyes widened, and a smile grew over her face.

“I love that idea.”

Good, he thought. He wanted her to love the house as much as he did because he planned to have her live in it with him eventually. He wanted to say it so badly but didn’t want to spook her.

“Let me show you this,” he said. He took her hand, lifted the tarp aside, and pulled her out the back. “Watch your step down.”

He steadied her as they walked a few feet from the house, turning and pointing off to the side. “This is where I’d like to put in a hot tub.”

“Why is there a roof and walls over the area?”

“I want a small room enclosed so I can use the thing year-round. It’s kind of like a four-seasons room. It’s large enough for a small a table, a few chairs, and a lounger. This will eventually have skylights and windows on the two sides.”

“This is amazing.”

He could tell she loved the idea. “There will be another set of French doors here to the back patio.”

They walked farther into the dirt yard. He pointed outwhere he thought he’d like things to be but asked her opinion every time.

“I thought about putting in a pool, but we’d only be able to use it a few months out of the year in Montana, and when I start having kids, I don’t want to worry about them being in the backyard.”

She turned toward him. “You want kids?”

“Yeah. Absolutely. How about you?”

“Yes. I’ve always wanted children.”

“How many?”

“I’d say more than three but less than seven.”

He laughed. “I think five would be a good number.”

“I do, too.”

He didn’t see her expression because she looked away from him.

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