with the flooring and fabric swatches from the curtains she’d already picked out.
She smiled up at him and his heart pounded in his chest. All he wanted in the world was to make Kate happy.
He slid the three paint samples in front of her, all varying shades of beige to brighten up the room —whatever that meant. “The guys are coming to paint tomorrow after we take your parents on a tour of the grounds so they can show them the place before the wedding. And I’ll get the tile installed tonight.” All the ranch hands had been very understanding about their relationship, treating the three of them like any other couple. Offering to help, celebrating the wedding and their moving into the old foreman’s house, as if there was nothing different about their arrangement.
Kate looked down pensively at the three samples, pursing her lips and rubbing her chin in great thought. It was adorable, especially since he couldn’t tell the difference between the three paint samples to save his life.
“This one.” She pointed to the center square.
Grant stared down at the sample, bursting out laughing. “That one? Really?”
“Yeah, what?”
“The color you picked is called Divine Pleasure.” He chuckled harder, the laugher almost overtaking him. Only Kate would pick that color.
She looked up, crooking her eyebrow at him. The corner of her lips turned up in a sexy grin. “Sounds like the right color for us.”
He wrapped an arm around her, pulling her to his chest and kissing her temple. She really was the cutest thing in the world. “I couldn’t agree more.”
She leaned up, planting a kiss on his lips. It was quick, brief and not enough. There was never enough when it came to Kate.
“Mom said we could take the old couch from the living room and the table from the barn for the dining room. It’s not very much, but it will due for now.”
They’d pooled their money together to fix up the little cabin. It had taken every penny they had to repair and refurbish the place, leaving nothing for furniture.
“As long as we have three seats, we’ll be fine. We don’t need anything else.” She leaned her head against his shoulder and he felt like he grew two feet.
These gentle, quiet moments were more than he’d ever expected to have with her. A year ago, he didn’t believe he deserved any of this. Certainly not someone as amazing as Kate.
The last few months taught him quite a bit about the little woman pressed against him. She could be just as fierce and demanding as he was, even if she was submissive to him in most rooms of the house. She always got what she wanted. Whether she wanted a spanking that made her too sore to sit or he and his brother kneeling at her feet, ready and willing to cater to her every whim.
But most of all, she’d taught him that despite his dark tendencies and his urge to bring pain to those around him, he deserved love. And she gave it to him without reservation.
“You really think this will all be done before the wedding?” She gazed around the living room. The flooring wasn’t installed yet. The walls were still the salmon-pink color the pervious foreman’s wife had liked, making the place look cold and bare.
“Not everything. I won’t get to the tiles in the guest bathroom, and I don’t think all the furniture will be moved in, but the important things will be complete.” Even if he had to work all day and night to complete it. He wouldn’t let her down.
“And the bed will be here, right?” She batted those pretty eyes that always made him melt up at him. The wicked gleam he loved so much filled her gaze. Damn he loved this woman.
“Absolutely.” Even if he had to pluck the geese himself. He wasn’t going to miss out on the wedding night he and Danny had planned for her—not for anything in the world.
“Maybe I should check it out. Make sure everything’s set up the way I want it.” She motioned toward the bedroom just beyond the dining room with the tip of
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