Page 63 of Rejected Pretend Mate

I could still hear the realtor's words.

"Beautiful view and this old neighborhood is getting popular. People want the old houses and bring back the character they once had. There are a lot of families living around with children, and it's quiet. The house is mostly remodeled with three bedrooms and two bathrooms. A loft upstairs could be changed into another bedroom, but otherwise, it's been used for an extra living room."

"You buy it?" Weslie asked, stuffing his hands into his pocket.

I nodded.

"Are you trying to one-up me here?" He asked with a laugh as we walked closer to the house

I laughed. "Why? You think Riley is going to be jealous?"

He laughed again and nodded his head. "Yeah, considering the house we bought needs a lot of work, and this one looks like it's put together."

"It's a three-bedroom house. It was just recently remodeled. The wood floors were sanded and coated. The windows were all replaced, and the roof was redone. There are two bathrooms, and laundry is upstairs. The basement is unfinished, but there is lots of space to add to it. Plus a big loft."

"Jesus, how much did this cost you?"

I stuffed my hand into my pocket. "Four hundred thousand."

"Fuck!" Cayden turned to me. "You can afford that?"

"I had some money set aside." I'd been saving since I moved here. The apartment I had was pretty cheap, and I didn't have a lot of other expenses, so I put aside a lot of money. With the down payment, the house was in our price range.

"I had money set aside, too, but not that much!" Cayden shook his head, looking at the house.

"So, you think your sister is going to like this place?"

He nodded. "She's going to love it."

I pointed to the front door. "You want to see inside?"

He nodded, and we walked over, and I unlocked the front door. It opened into a large entryway with a spiral set of stairs and an open floor plan. There was a living room and dining room to the left of us and the kitchen next to it. The kitchen was a little outdated, but nothing paint wouldn't fix.

"Bedrooms are upstairs." I pointed to the stairs.

We headed up the stairs and looked at each room. The large windows flooded the space with light, making it feel warm.The laundry room was connected to the bathroom, and the master bedroom had a small patio to step out on.

"Fuck," Cayden said as we stepped outside. "The view…"

The view from the patio was of the town. The sun was just starting to set, so the sky was colored in hues of pink and blue.

"You did good," Cayden said as he looked at me. "She's going to love it. And if she doesn't, I'll gladly buy it for a discounted price."

I laughed. "I hope so. She said she wanted the house and the marriage. I know it seems like a lot, but it was too perfect to pass up."

Cayden fell quiet for a moment before he looked at me. "Why did you date her? Back in the old pack. She said it was a joke at first."

I nodded. "She asked me out when you pissed her off one night. It was a joke. And I did take her out for dinner. We ended up hanging out a few times. You left soon after, and we continued to see each other. It filled the hole you left."

He frowned. "I have a lot of regrets."

I shook my head. "Cayden, we get it. I get it. I regret leaving her, too."

He took a deep breath in. "You treated her well?"

I nodded. "I did. We spent a lot of time playing games and talking. And sometimes we didn't talk at all. We just did whatever we wanted in silence."

He ran a hand through his hair.

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