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“So why didn’t you sell it?”

“Because I really do love it, and I figured it would be best for a family, not a business.” Picking up her hand, he brought it to his lips and kissed the back of it. “Let me give you the tour.”

Stepping out of the vehicle, he strolled over to her side and helped her out, keeping hold of her hand.

“I can’t wait to see it during the daytime,” Alana gushed.

“It’s magnificent.”

They walked along the short stone path that led to the large mahogany doors. They were unique and handcrafted with designs that were found throughout the entire house.

Unlocking the door, he stepped inside. He turned to find Alana still standing outside with her wide eyes locked on him.

“What is it?” he asked nervously.

“London, you are just filled with surprises.”

Alana stepped over the threshold and gasped. Biting back a laugh, he shut the door behind her, locked it, then turned to watch her.

He wanted to see her reaction. For some strange reason, he wanted her to love this house as much as he did.

He needed her approval of it.

Alana took a few steps forward and spun around in a circle, shock lining her face as she took it all in. The foyer was a bit much. A winding cherry wood staircase was located next to the office. Pristine white marble floors were outlined by the wood. It was a unique contrast that worked.

A large glass table in the center of the room held a large vase filled with fresh flowers. A crystal chandelier hung overhead from the vaulted ceiling.

“London, this is beautiful,” Alana raved, her face lit up in awe.

“That was the exact reaction I had when I first walked in here.” Pushing away from the door, he walked over and gathered her into his arms. “Let me give you a tour.”

Alana laid in the circle of London’s arms.

She was impressed by the home. She didn’t think she would like something that wasn’t downtown and trendy, but this place had her picturing a family.

She sighed, unsure of when she began picturing little London’s and little Alana’s. Their children would be beautiful and smart, she was sure.

Their tour of the house was cut short. One kiss turned into three. A little tongue action, and London had her pressed up against the wall, pouring into her.

He had carried her into the bedroom after, and they’d been there ever since.

She stared out at the open sky from the large windows London had left open. The entire wall was made of glass, giving them a front-row seat to the magnificent nighttime backdrop filled with stars. Even the ceiling had skylights, giving glimpses of the sky.

She was sure the room would be filled with lots of natural light during the day.

“What are you thinking about?” London’s deep voice inquired. She smiled, skimming her fingers along his abdomen.

“How suburb life might be better than downtown life.”

“You like it here?”

Stroking the small of her back, a shiver rippled through her body.

“I just might with a little more persuasion,” she proclaimed, grinning at him.

“Is that so?”

He guided her head to his, kissing her softly. Alana lost herself in the kiss. His tongue gently stroked hers, drawing hers into a slow dance.

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