Sweet Pain (Amatucci Family #3) - Sadie Jacks Page 0,112
leads out to the pool.”
He toggled back to the pictures. “Well, the insides have what we need. Let’s look at the pictures.”
I rolled my yes. What he needed. Not me. But I let him have it. Each picture was more stunning than the last. The original owners had either dug down into the water table to form their own lake or one just happened to be there already. In any case, the views were astounding.
I held my breath. Waited for him to wave it off and go back to the listings page. He kept cycling through the pictures. Over and over.
“Want to make an appointment?” I asked softly. I looked up at him.
He nodded, a soft smile on his face. He went back to the original page, called up the realtor directly. “Hello Scott, this is Ryker Penn. I want to look at a house today.”
I snorted as I got out of bed. My man, the bulldozer. Besides taking the ring to the jewelers today, apparently we were going to go tour a home. I walked into the bathroom, started washing the night away.
When I looked back up, Ryker was leaning against the door jamb, watching me with hunger in his eyes. “He can take us in the next twenty minutes if we hurry.”
I smiled, nodded. “Sounds like a plan to me, hero.”
I got out of the way so he could do his morning routine. Walking out into the bedroom again, it was strange to be living out of a suitcase in what was my home no more than a handful of days ago.
I snorted. Rafe had been right. We played musical homes. I certainly wasn’t going to tell him I agreed with him, but he was right.
I pulled the pink dress on over my head. As I was stepping into my panties, I felt the familiar twinge of Shark Week begin. I heaved a sigh.
“That sounded ominous,” Ryker said.
“Shark Week begins again.”
His brows screwed up as I grabbed a tampon from my purse. I was going to have to bum off Tali. I hadn’t even been thinking of my period. Thankfully all of the excitement of recent days had fallen on the non-bloody ones. Well, they’d been bloody. Just not this kind.
I shook my tampon in the air. “I’ll be right back.” I shut the door in his face.
He opened the door. “I do know what periods are, you know.”
I shooed him away. “Allow me some mystery, Mr. Penn. Periods are disgusting. Go away now.”
He laughed and shut the door.
I did what I had to. Washed up. Walking back out into the bedroom, I saw him on his phone.
He looked up. “Ready to go see the house?”
I nodded. “I just need to steal some blood catchers from T.” I scooped up my purse. Looked at him when he remained silent.
“Shark Week. Blood catchers.” He raised his brows. “Girls are weird.”
I shrugged. “It’s better than saying I’m going to be killing children for the next week.” I walked out.
“Willow!”
I laughed. “What? That’s exactly what’s happening. My uterus is shedding its lining –”
He clamped a hand over my mouth, a look of horror on his face. “I do not need a biology lesson.” He shivered. “Gross.”
I snorted. “You think it’s gross? You think it’s gross?!”
His eyes widened as he backed up, his hands in the air. “No. It’s not gross at all. It’s part of the perfection that is your body. It’s a beautiful and mysterious thing. We should just let it keep the mystery. Just like you said earlier.” His words were all but tripping over themselves.
I laughed.
He narrowed his eyes at me. “You did that on purpose.”
I shrugged. “Maybe.” I tipped my head to the side, gave him crazy eyes. “Maybe not. You want to go look at the house or not?” I had the sudden craving for chocolate. Lots and lots of it.
“Yeah. Let’s go look at the house. Is Tali home or do you need to break in?”
I laughed. “I know where her secret stash is. I’ll find it.”
**
My tampon supply covered for at least the next few hours, we were on our way to the country. Well, if thirty minutes outside the city can be considered the country. The houses got bigger and farther away from the road the further out we went.
Ryker turned onto the paved driveway, hit the button at the main gate. “I like the security,” he said while he waited for us to be buzzed in.