Jett
“Do you like it?” Coming up behind her I wrapped my arms around her waist drawing her flush against my body. Taking in the sweet smell of her shampoo.
“What is it?” She turned her head looking over shoulder and her strawberry ice cream breath washed over me. Sweet like her.
“My home.” I tightened my grip. ”Our home.” I amended quickly. “I know it’s not much and it needs a lot of work but it’s ours and I’ll have it done up however you want. You can choose everything. Hell if you don’t like it I’ll sell and buy something you do want.” I was rambling and I knew it. I just couldn’t seem to stop myself. “But come and see the view from the master bedroom.” I needed her to see past the peeling paint, the grime covered windows.
“Be careful, it’s structurally sound but just be careful.” I
