"Good idea. So, Dr. Hollister got on my case about the bed thing, too."
"Well, I guess it's a good thing I don't have the bang factor, then. It makes me feel safer sleeping in the same bed with you not having to worry about waking up with your dick poking at me."
Goddamn. Her snarky comment literally gave me a hard-on. First time that's ever happened to me.
"I can't make any promises about that," I admit, winking at her. "Sometimes it's got a mind of its own."
With a little pout on her face, she nudges my leg with her foot. "You're kinda hard to stay mad at, ya know."
"I hear that a lot, actually."
"You can't keep using it to win every fight."
"Neither can you. Those eyes really get to me."
"Really?" She bats her lashes at me. "I didn't know that."
"Now ya do. So stop it."
My phone buzzes and I pull it out of my pocket to see I've got an email from the Realtor. Scanning it quickly, I read that she's got five houses for us to view tomorrow.
"Good news. The Realtor has a bunch of houses for us to check out tomorrow."
"Wow…so soon? That's like…tomorrow."
"Yeah, I'm stoked." I type a reply to Sandra to tell her we'll meet her at eight a.m. "We're gonna meet her in the morning, but first let's stop at my condo and get my other car. I think you've had enough of the truck."
"All right. That sounds good. Are the houses near where either one of us lives now?"
"Not too far," I respond, browsing through the listings. "A few are kinda near the city and the rest are in smaller, woodsy towns. I kinda want to move away from the city. What about you?"
She nods slowly. "I never really thought about it much, but I would really like to live in one of those little, typically quaint New England towns. Woodsy, like you said. Something with a nice porch would be amazing."
"A porch, huh?" I see two of the houses we're checking tomorrow have porches. Whew. I should have asked Asia what kind of house she would like before I contacted Sandra this morning. It's going to be hard remembering that I have someone else to consider now when I do things, as I'm used to making all decisions by only thinking about myself and what I want.
"I've always wanted a porch with a swing," she adds.
"A porch and a swing?" I sigh heavily, pretending to be annoyed. "I guess we can make that happen."