I switch the flowers, and then laugh as he wraps his arm around my shoulders.
“You were right.”
“Can I get that in writing? So I can show it to you over the next eighty years or so?”
I brush him aside and reach for the ribbon to tie it together. “You’re a funny, sexy man. What are you doing here, anyway? I thought you were ogling strippers or something.”
“Are there strippers in Montana?”
I stop to think about it. “Probably. Somewhere. Not here.”
“Exactly. I was looking for you, but you weren’t at the house.”
“Couldn’t sleep, and this needed to get finished. What’s up? We’re not supposed to sleep together tonight.”
“Pity,” he says, kissing my temple. “I wanted to tell you in person. You have thirty days to vacate the building.”
I turn to him, frowning in confusion. “This building?”
“No.” His lips twitch up into a smile. “Your house. I just heard from the builder today. We can move into our house any time. The A/C is ready for you.”
“Oh my gosh, this is great news!” I hug Brody close and then let him sink into a toe-curling kiss. We started designing our dream house not long after Brody moved in with me last year. “Marriage and a brand new house, all in the same week. It’s a lot to take in.”
“All good things,” he says.
“The best things,” I agree. “You always seem to tempt me with the best things.”
The End