With me still in his arms, he kicks the door open. He walks in and swings the door, but it slowly opens again. I laugh when he puts me down after another attempt and pushes the door shut.
I look around. It looks like it has been a while since anyone has been here. It is a small space full of garden items. It seems more like a gardener's storage area than a garden house. Kevin takes my hand and leads me across the room. There is a sliding door in the back. When he opens it, there is a loud squeak. In any case, the room behind it is tidier and less crowded than the previous one. If I have to judge from the things there, this was used as a lunch room. There is a small sofa and what looks like a small refrigerator.
Kevin grabs me and starts kissing me. We carefully make our way to the couch
