"Not yet," he said. "But almost." He flicked his head toward a nearby kitchen drawer. "In there, there's something I want you to see."
"What is it?" I asked.
With a smile, he replied, "You won't know 'til you look."
Slowly, I turned and opened the drawer where he'd indicated. Inside, I spotted a neat stack of papers. When I read the big, bold letters on the top sheet, my heart leapt into my throat. "It's the deed."
"You meanyourdeed."
Holy crap.
He was right.There was my name, right there in black and white. From what I could tell, he'd actuallygiftedme the house.
I whirled to face him. "You don't mean it?"
"The hell I don't," he said. "I told you, I was going to make it right."
"But I didn't pay you."
"You payed me plenty."
"But that's not true," I said. "I can't accept it."
"You can. And you will." He smiled. "You belong here. You know it's true."
"Yeah, but I wanted tobuyit, not force you to give it to me."
"Force me, huh?" He laughed. "Good luck withthat."
I couldn’t help but smile. Brody was one of the most stubborn people I'd ever met.Andthe most wonderful. But I'd meant what I told him.I couldn't accept it.
And I told him so repeatedly until he finally said, "Alright. How about this? I'll ask you again in a month."
"Why a month?"
He grinned. "Why not?"
Well, I couldn’t argue withthat– so I didn't.
Instead, I melted into his arms and said, "Do you remember that day we picked out the cabinets?"
His chest was hard, and his embrace was steady. "Uh-huh."
"Do you remember what we talked about?"
With a smile in his voice, he replied, "Oh yeah."
"So, um…What do you think?"
Chapter 76
Arden
Brody pulled back and gazed deep into my eyes. "I think you're mine."
I almost giggled. "YouthinkI'm yours. What, you don't know?"
"Oh, I know," he said. "Do you?"
