He kissed me before opening the door to his truck. “You know I love kissing you in the rain. I just couldn’t help myself.”
We drove for about twenty minutes, and pulled up to a cute little neighborhood. The houses were beautiful, mostly two stories with nicely manicured lawns. Hunter turned into the driveway of one that was towards the end of the street.
“Who do you know who lives here?” I asked.
The house was two stories with tan siding, white trim and white shutters. It had a two-car garage and, with a little work, nice landscaping. The bushes needed to be trimmed and there were a few bare spots in the lawn.
“Come on, I’ll tell you when we go inside.”
He laced our fingers together and we walked up to the house. He reached in his pocket, pulled out his keys, and unlocked the door.
He ushered me inside. His hands rested around my belly. I tensed, but he gently rubbed my stomach.
“Welcome home, CC.” He said softly to me.
“What? This is yours?”
Shaking his head at me, he says, “No, this is ours.”
Was I missing something? How could this be his?
“I don’t understand. How can you buy a house? When did you have the time to even look for a house?”
He chuckled. “Well, when I turned twenty-one, my trust fund kicked in. I knew I was coming back to Jersey to live, so mom has been on the lookout for me. She found this around Christmas; I just signed the papers on Friday when I got back. It needs a lot of work but it’s not too bad. Come on, I’ll show you.”
In front of us was a staircase that led to the second floor. Off to the right, there was a living room with a fireplace and a bay window. When we walked past the stairs, there was the dining room with floor to ceiling windows and off the dining room was the kitchen. The kitchen was beautiful. It had dark granite countertops, black appliances, plenty of counter space and tons of cabinets. Next to the kitchen was a full bathroom with a stand up shower. It needed some fixing up and a good cleaning but was not too bad. There was a huge family room with sliding glass doors leading to a nice sized back yard with an in-ground swimming pool.
“That door leads to the basement, but it’s a mess down there. I don’t want you getting hurt on the steps since there are a few broken ones.” Hunter pointed at a door in the family room. “Come on, I’ll show you the upstairs.”
He led me up the stairs to the first bedroom on the right. Bright yellow paint and stained carpet greeted me.
“Don’t worry; this is getting new paint and hardwood floors. Actually, all the other rooms are too. The only room that is already finished is our room.” He lifted my hand and kissed it.
He took me into the second room. The mint green paint and dark green was as stomach turning as bacon. Yes, it had to go too.
The bathroom was at the end of the hallway. It was very out dated but it was huge. With a few upgrades, it would be great.
“Ok, now I’m going to close your eyes. This is our room.” He stood behind me, and covered my eyes with his hands.
Hunter walked us into the room and lowered his hands. The room was gorgeous, enormous compared to the other two. Chestnut hardwood covered the floors, with a king-size canopy bed positioned between two wide windows. There was a dresser and a bureau, both black. Behind the only door in the room was a walk-in closet with all the shelves and racks you could ever use and in the center there was a tall square table with drawers.
“So what do you think?” Hunter asked. “Could you live here with me?”
I wrapped my arms around him. He tucked me under his chin.
“Hunter, it’s perfect. Are you positive this is what you want, and it’s not just because of the baby?”
He rubbed my back. “I was going to ask you to move in with me once we worked everything out, so yes, this is what I really want.”
He wiped my tears again and I laughed.
“It’s just these stupid hormones.”
He laughed with me. “Guess I better get used to that, huh?”
“Yeah, that seems to be all I do, well that plus throwing up every day, all day.”