Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 78340 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78340 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
“Not yet,” Lucky called. “We’ll tell you when.”
We went back inside, and I walked to the center of the family room and said, “Can’t you just picture it? You and me curled up on the couch, Owen playing with his toys right over here, my brother coming through the back door to raid whatever we made for dessert—”
He chuckled and said, “I can see all of that, too.”
I turned to Lucky and asked, “This is my dream come true, but is it yours? I need to know you’ll be happy here.”
“As long as I’m with you, I’ll be happy anywhere. I do love this house, though. Not only is it the perfect location, it feels like it’s just the right size for our family. We could even turn that home office into a second kids’ bedroom, if we decide to adopt a little brother or sister for Owen somewhere down the road.”
I smiled at Lucky as I drew him into my arms. “Wow, you’re really planning ahead.”
“Of course I am. This is forever, Logan.” He kissed me before saying, “But first things first. For now, let’s buy this house and move in and make it a home. Then we can talk about things like springtime weddings, and more kids, and the life we’re going to build together.”
“Good idea.”
After another sweet, lingering kiss, he said, “Come on, let’s get back to the party. Our family is probably dying to hear what’s happening, and Rosalind the dog might be getting tired by now.”
We locked up behind us as we left the house, and Lucky texted Kevin to let him know we were done before taking my hand. The evening was cool and crisp, with a touch of fall in the air. As we made our way back around the block, I said softly, “I never thought I’d have this.”
“A house?”
“All of it—a wonderful partner who loves me, a child, a supportive family, a home of my own. How did this happen?”
“Well, that first part happened because you had the courage to climb up on a platform in a night club and do the worst robot I’ve ever seen. Then it all grew from there.”
We’d reached the sidewalk in front of the pink Victorian, and I turned to him and exclaimed, “No way! I do the best robot. Check it out.”
He chuckled as I busted out my moves, and then he told me, “It’s like a squirrel that’s caught in a trap and trying to squirm its way out. This is how you do the robot.” He started jerking around with stiff arms and legs.
“You look like C3-PO running for his life.”
“And he’s a robot, so I clearly know what I’m doing!”
A moment later, the front door opened and Hal, Lark, and Dylan stepped out onto the porch. “They’ve finally lost it,” Dylan joked.
“No way,” Lark said. “This is the celebratory dance of our people, because they’re excited about buying the house.” Then he and Hal started doing the robot too, in a show of solidarity.
I laughed at that and reminded Lucky, “This is what you’ve signed on for, you know. Now you’re stuck with me and my weird, quirky family.”
“Oh, I know.” He flashed me a big smile as he wrapped his arms around me. “That makes me the luckiest man alive. Is my nickname perfect, or what?”
The End