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A ladder ran along the shelves to use to reach the higher shelves.
There was a desk at one end of the room and in front of the fire were two leather club chairs.
Moving to one, she sat on it as he turned on the fireplace.
“This is . . . it’s amazing.”
“This isn’t all that you’d get by moving in with me.” He took hold of her hand again, leading her out of the room.
“But . . . but . . . I want to stay.” She reached back with a gimme hand. That was her happy place.
Corn and camellias.
“You can go back there soon.” He led her to a door next to the main bedroom.
When he opened it, she stepped inside. Amazement filled her.
This was . . . it was . . . holy heck.
This room didn’t have any wainscoting. The walls were painted that same soft gray, though. Except for one wall which had a mural of a field of wildflowers, complete with butterflies and bumblebees.
There was a pale blue fluffy rug on the floor and white furniture, including a canopied bed with a lilac cover, a rocking chair, dresser and a nightstand. There were also some large cushions on the floor in the shapes of flowers. They appeared big enough to sit on.
Lastly, a string of flower lights was wound around the top of the canopied bed. She couldn’t wait for night to turn them on.
The whole room was tasteful and sweet.
Maybe he did know her well.
Because if she’d reached into her head for a room for her Little, this would be it.
“You’re crying? What’s wrong? Is it the color of the rug? Too pale? The designer said anything darker would clash. She came highly recommended as a Little designer, but I can find someone else.”
“Why would you find someone else? This is the most beautiful room I’ve ever seen in my life.”
“It is?”
“Yes,” she whispered. “I can’t believe you had this done for me. Wait, a Little designer? What does that mean?”
“Her name is Glaze. Obviously, not her real name. She designs spaces for Littles. Playroom, nurseries, whatever you want. She told me that her next project is for this billionaire in Colorado who wants his whole backyard turned into a playground for his Little girl.”
“Wow. That’s amazing. This is amazing. I can’t believe you did all of this for me. No one has ever done anything like this for me . . . ”
He turned her toward him. “You deserve this, baby. This and more. And I want to give it to you. I didn’t buy any toys because I wanted you to finish it. Oh, and that bed? It can turn into a crib. There are sides that slide out from under the bed and it’s electric so it can be raised and lowered. We didn’t know how old your Little is, so it made it harder to design the room.”
“Um. Well. About four.”
He shot her a look.
“Four is the age I’ve always regressed to. But sometimes I wish I could go younger.”
“All right. Just know that I don’t care how young your Little is. I will take care of you no matter what.”
Sheesh.
“There’re also some outfits in the closet. Come.” He led her over to the closet doors.
She gasped as she stepped into the walk-in closet. The shelving was white, with LED strip lighting that highlighted the outfits, shoes, and bags inside.
