Pins-and-needles prickled up my legs as I found my dress and slipped it back on. The fabric was harsh against my sensitive skin.
Noah pulled on his boxer briefs and pants, leaving his chest exposed.
Since there wasn’t any furniture, after we caught our breath, we sat on the terrace with our backs against the edge. Noah twined his fingers in mine, and I dropped my head to his shoulder. The after-effects of our lovemaking were delicious, and ripples of pleasure continued to course through me. I loved the touch of his hands on me. And I regretted that it was over too soon.
We sat there for a few moments, listening to the waves.
“That was fun,” he said and smiled against my hair.
“Mmhmm,” I said.
“What are you thinking?” he asked.
“Nothing,” I said.
He tilted my head up toward him. “Your eyes are far away; tell me,” he said. “You don’t regret doing this?”
“No!” I said quickly. “Of course not. I just want to make sure that you really want to move down here. For good.”
“I do,” he said without hesitation. “I want nothing more than to be here with you. If you were living in Antarctica, Gina and I would live in an igloo to be there. I want to be anywhere if you are there too.”
His words spread warmth throughout my body. I knew I had strong feelings for Noah, but for the first time, I admitted to myself that I actually loved him. Sayin
g the words was a whole other thing, but I felt the same way about him as he did me. Even though I ran away from them, I didn’t care where we lived, just as a long as we were together.
We sat there for some time in silence, taking in the space and the future that was just starting between us.
Chapter Thirty-Five
Noah
I expedited the paperwork for the house so that we were able to move in a week later. Jess and I chose our interior designer and the motif we wanted for the house. By the time Friday came around, most of the furniture had already been delivered and placed. It was nice to sleep in a king-sized bed again, even though Jess and I spooned together in the middle of it. Her full-sized mattress at Chloe’s was a little stiff for me.
The rest of the decorations would be placed and hung later next week. I couldn’t wait for all of it to come together.
In the meantime, we brought our meager belongings to the house. When Gina and I left St. Paul, we only took what we needed. All of the furniture stayed in the house for the next owners to do as they pleased with it. I wanted us to have a fresh start, so besides clothes and some of our treasured possessions, we left the rest behind. I would never forget Wendy, and I didn’t want Gina to, but this was something I needed to do for a while. Moving to Australia was a big step, but now we were with Jess, and it was time to get started on that relationship together.
Chloe had the day off work to help us but made sure we had our television set up for that afternoon when she’d watch her soap operas. She didn’t mention it, but I knew it would keep me in her good graces. Besides, it helped distract Gina while Jess and I worked around the house.
That morning, Chloe and Gina worked in Gina’s room, setting up her closet and toys. I loved seeing the relationship between Gina and Chloe grow. Chloe was the closest thing Gina ever had to a grandparent and Chloe was happy to be one to Gina.
While they worked upstairs, Jess and I drove the boxes from my storage unit to the house, then unloaded everything into the foyer. In Minnesota, I’d hired a company to move all of our things, and they color coded the boxes, which made it much easier to sort. Everything we had was for our living spaces.
Earlier in the week, Jess and I made lists of other things we needed. Using two-day shipping, we had everything delivered quickly, and those were stacked in the foyer, ready to be opened. The items were staples for our home, such as utensils and other necessities that Jess and I ordered online.
It took her some time to get over asking me if it was okay that she was spending the amount she was on items for the house.
“It’s our place, remember?” I’d said. “And my money is your money now. Don’t worry about it. We need forks.”
“Not sure we need forks that are this expensive,” she muttered.
I kissed her cheek. “Buy whatever you like, no matter if they are cheap or costly.”
Chloe and Gina were finished with Gina’s room less than two hours later. While Jess and I sorted where everything went in the kitchen, Gina and Chloe cooked us lunch. Gina was getting good at keeping her hands steady for a lot of the tasks, and she improved daily, soaking in the cooking wisdom from anyone who would offer it.
We all ate while we were completing other tasks, wanting to get as much done as we could. The sooner we finished, the sooner we’d be able to live in a house without boxes everywhere.
Jess and I completed the kitchen by late afternoon and decided to take a break. Gina sat down with Chloe in front of the television. Chloe’s routine quickly became Gina’s as Gina now tended to take her afternoon nap with Chloe while she watched television. I wasn’t sure it was a healthy habit for Gina, but I didn’t say anything for the time being.