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know what it feels like to be me, that because I hurt, he hurts. For the first time in my life, I find a great deal of comfort knowing that I don’t have to carry this burden all alone.

I’ve been looking out of the window trying to find For Sale signs. I’ve almost made it a game. Wondering if the next house that comes into view might be the one we stop at, if it might be our future home. Finally, I see a beautiful, rich yellow two story home on a hill with a sign in front. There is a wrap-around front porch with arches in between each column. I haven’t even seen the inside of the house, but I can already tell this is it. It’s our house.
    I glance over to Bradley who is eying me. I wonder briefly how long he’s been watching me. His eyes are bright, playful. “What number is this on your top three?” I ask.
    “Number one.” He opens the door and pulls me out beside him, moving his arm behind my back. He looks straight ahead towards the house. “Do you like it?” He glances back to me with a dazzling smile.
    Somehow I think he already knows the answer. “Is it bad for me to make up my mind before I even walk inside?” I ponder out loud.
    “If that’s bad, then I guess we’re in trouble. This is the one I want, but I didn’t want to make that decision without you.”
    I smile as I wink at him. “Hmph, thank you Mr. in Control of Everything. I appreciate that.”
    He nods his head and narrows his eyes. “Partners. We’re partners now, Gabby Girl.”
    “I really do appreciate it. Why didn’t you show me the inside pictures?”
    “I wanted you to be able to see the inside for the first time in person. And I wanted to be able to see and hear you as it takes your breath away. I know it will.”
    “Well quit torturing me standing out here.” I giggle as I ineffectively try to pull his solid body up the hill towards the house. When I turned my head back to see why he’s planted into the ground like a stubborn horse, he pulls me into his arms. The force of my body falling into his causes me to gasp.
    He squints his eyes and smiles a sly smile. “Did you hear that?”
    I catch my breath. “Yeah.”
    “I love hearing you do that.” He leans down and sweetly kisses me. Then pulls away and leads me up the hill to the house.

    He’s right. When the door opens into the foyer, I make the same gasping noise I made at the bottom of the hill when he pulled me into him. I glance up to the chandelier in the foyer and around. The staircase is made of hardwoods and has wrought iron spindles. The dining room is adjacent and has this fancy gold thing on the ceiling that the chandelier is hanging from. It’s really breathtaking. I just stand there, not saying a word. I feel hands on my shoulders and then I’m quickly spun around.
    Bradley’s looking down at me grinning, and it’s contagious. “Just the reaction I expected from you.”
    “Oh yeah?” is all I can mutter.
    “Yeah. So do you like it as much as I do?”
    I glance back over my shoulder. “Do you forget what I come from? It wouldn’t take much to be a step up from what I’m used to.”
    “Well, I don’t want you to say you like it because you think it’s a step up or three steps up. I want to know you like it because of its charm.” He caresses my cheek, and his voice gets husky as he whispers, “I want to know this is where you can see yourself raising our six babies.”
    Shaking my head, I’m totally amazed at how he is able to have such an effect on me with just his words.
    “No?” He looks confused.
    “Yes.”
    “Yes, that’s a no?” His lips curve into a sideways smile.
    I glance up through my lashes. I love it when we play these little games. He used to get so concerned, but now it’s like he knows when I get monosyllabic that it’s almost always a good thing. “I was shaking my head at the six comment, and the answer is yes to that question.”
    “You haven’t even seen the best parts.” He takes my hand and walks in front