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“You really can buy anything on Amazon,” Evan said, shaking his head with amusement.
“You really can … and get it shipped for free.”
“So, I’m guessing you won’t be swapping these out with the ones already in your bedroom, and they’ll be staying up here?”
“Actually, I was planning on swapping them out.”
“Are you sure about that?” Evan pursed his lips and pointed to the up-thrust breasts. “I mean, what about Little Man? These might be too much for him to see, don’t you think?”
David stared at Evan, realizing what he’d said was true. “Damn, you’re right.”
“Sorry, man. I can see how much you love them.”
“I do. As does Paige.”
Evan coughed. “Of course.”
David’s eyes roamed over the lamp once more, as Evan placed it back into the box. David really was going to miss those lamps, especially the part where Paige had to pretend to like them, because that was just funny stuff. Having to lock them away sort of broke his heart a little, because the beauties deserved a better home than his attic …
“Wait,” he told Evan. “I have a proposition for you.”
“What kind of proposition?”
“How about, rather than just buying you an expensive steak dinner for helping Paige and me move—which, let’s face it, isn’t close to what you deserve—”
“Thank you for that.”
“—I also gift you those lamps?”
Evan blinked at David for several moments before answering. “Are you serious?”
“Yes. So, what do you say?”
“I say … they’re going to look fucking great in my living room.”
Later, when David returned to the master bedroom to ask Paige what she wanted for dinner, the space looked like a tornado had passed through it, with clothing everywhere. Specifically, his clothing. “What’s going on in here?” he asked in shock.
“I’m doing a little re-organizing. To make room for some of my stuff.”
“That’s what this is? Re-organizing?”
She gave him a look full of reproach. “This is how re-organizing works. It always looks really bad before it looks better.”
He pointed to the bed, where a large pile of clothes had been dumped. “Are those all my clothes from the closet?”
“Yes.”
“Why are they no longer hanging in the closet?”
“Because my clothes are now hanging in there.”
Jesus, Evan had been right about saying goodbye to his closet. “So … none of my clothes are in the closet, anymore?”
“No.” She cleared her throat. “See, I needed the space, so I made an executive decision to—”
“Basically steal the entire closet without asking if that was okay?”
Paige’s eyebrows drew together. “I don’t like the word ‘steal’.”
