Page 29 of The Fate of Us

“Yes.” I smile back at him.

He laughs so loud I can feel it vibrate inside of me.

“I love you.”

He looks back over at me, pulling off his sunglasses. “I love you too, Anna May.”

He reaches over and squeezes my thigh as he pulls onto our street.

I lean over to kiss him on the cheek but his words stop me.

“What the fuck?”

I look up and there’s a huge “For Sale” sign in front of the duplex where I live. “That motherfucker.”

Noah pulls into his driveway and I jump out of the car before it’s even in park. I stomp over to the sign and pull a sheet out of the document holder. There are pictures of the inside of both sides of the duplex on the document. I was not home when those were taken. I kick the “For Sale” sign. “Motherfucking asshole.”

“Whoa there, karate kid.” Noah pulls me back. “Knocking this over isn’t going to help you.”

“I know.”

“I’ll call Carson.”

“Thank you.”

Noah takes the one sheet out of my hand and whistles. “This is priced high.”

“Really?”

He nods. “Might take time to sell. Depending on the buyer.” He glances back at the sheet. “You sure your landlord didn’t leave you a message?”

I throw my hands on my hips and glare at him. “I’m positive. Not to mention he was in my place taking photos without my permission!” I point at the photos that clearly show the décor of my house.

“Fuck. Let’s talk to Carson. He might have some advice regarding the legality of all this.”

I humph as I storm to the door, forgetting I didn’t even grab my purse. I turn back to the car but Noah is already there grabbing my purse and my weekender bag. He meets me at the front door and I grab my purse, searching for my keys.

“I only have a few hours before work. I need to find a place to live.” I shove the key into the door and walk through. Throwing my bag on the ground. “I need to call my neighbor. See if he knows more. And what about showings? My landlord needs to inform me if people are coming over. What if I am in the shower? Shit, I need to straighten this place up.”

I look over at Noah who is shaking his head and chuckling. “Babe, your house is always clean. You don’t need to straighten it.” He sets my weekender bag down and walks over to me grabbing my shoulders. “Talk to your neighbor. But your landlord can’t legally show this place without letting you know.”

I look into his eyes and let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. “Okay. But I need to find someplace to live. Soon. Maybe I can move in with Seraphina or Liam temporarily.”

“No.”

I raise a brow at him. “No?”

“You are not moving in with another man.”

“In case you weren’t aware, Liam is gay,” I say as I roll my eyes.

“Are his roommates?” Noah asks as he pulls me in closer, his grip on my shoulders firm.

Well shit. How am I supposed to lie to him about that? “Umm, one is.”

“And doesn’t he have three?”

I shrug.

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