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Nor did he. It was impressive, but lacked the warmth he was after. The hard lines of the house, as he turned to look back at it, just didn’t feel homely enough.
He wanted to hear Leilani's thoughts.
“Princess?” he asked before catching himself on the nickname.
She lifted her face to his and shrugged. “It’s huge. Do you play tennis?”
Jacob let out a laugh. “No.”
“It doesn’t feel like you. I can’t put my finger on it.”
“You heard the lady,” he said, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. “Let’s look at the next one.”
Jerry pulled out his keys and led them to the car as Leilani whispered to him.
“Jacob. Don’t listen to me. What do I know about buying a mansion?”
Maybe because I’d like to see you in it.
Fucking hell.
“You read my mind. That’s all.”
Except that wasn’t all. It wasn’t all...at all.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Leilani climbed out of the Maserati, which they’d borrowed from Fletcher, and giggled when Jacob met her at the door with a scowl.
“Would you let me do that?”
“We’ve got in and out of the car about eight times already today. Aren’t you sick of it?” she laughed.
“No,” Jacob said, taking her hand.
He’d surprised her today.
