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She walked over to the large kitchen. “Remember the night you called me when the offer on the hotel fell through?”
I said, “Aye, we talked for hours.”
“I had my phone leaned here on the counter, and I sat on this barstool.” She climbed on a barstool, and mimed, “Eating pasta, talking to you — it was like having you here to share a meal with me and, oh man, after that I wanted you here so bad. But I didn’t believe it would actually be a dream fulfilled, you know?”
She dropped off the barstool. “Follow me.”
She led me down the hall to a large bedroom with more epic views.
“This was the bedroom I shared with my husband.” She opened up a drawer in a long dresser. “See, half of it is empty. But you know what I love about this room? What I think about?”
“Nae, what do ye think about, Woodshee?”
“Well, it’s not the color, or the flat bedding or the bland, again, pillows. It’s this view, and how I can do this.” She typed in some numbers so that the windows partially shaded. “I can still see the stars while I fall asleep and then mostly this...” She pulled me to the bed and climbed on and leaned her phone against the pillow beside her. “Because, night after night, this is where I talked to you.”
I lay down beside her, moved the phone away, and took its place. “I’m here now.”
“I am the luckiest person in the world. I have, by all standards, a beautiful house, but it wasn’t a home, except when you were a part of it. I didn’t believe you would ever be here, truly. I had given up dreaming about it, but ever since I met you, you have been a part of this house. I know it feels foreign and it’s not what you expected, and more than ever I want everything that has to do with Darren out of here, but you are here and now, for me, it all feels right.” She grinned at me.
We were almost nose to nose, both curled on our sides. “I love you, Liam, this feels like home now.”
“I love ye, Woodshee.” I smiled at her. “It’s good tae be home.”
She turned over on her back and hooked an arm under her head. “Let me get cleaned up and comfortable and then I’ll show you around, please make yourself, you know… at home.”
I sat up as she hopped off the bed and headed tae the bathroom.
I called after her, “Ye daena mind if I look around?”
She stuck her head out of the bathroom, “I do not mind, at all.” She walked over tae the dresser, pulled open three drawers, with her clothes, left them open, then opened the closet door. “Look at anything, open anything, it’s fine, no worries.”
I chuckled, “The closet is bigger than m’whole hotel.” I pulled open the closed drawers, one after another, they were empty. “Ye good with yer drawers bein’ empty?”
She put her head out of the bathroom again. “No, I hate it.”
I unzipped m’suitcase and dumped a third of it in the top drawer, some of it in the second drawer, then asked, “Where’s the laundry hamper?”
She grinned. “Here, right here.”
I dumped my clothes in.
She applauded. “We are mingled in the laundry basket, this is like… this is amazing!”
“How come we had so much sex last night, but our clothes minglin’ has ye misty-eyed?”
“Liam, that is the most intimate you can be, laundry-ing together, everyone knows.”
She finished in the bathroom.
“Let me give you a tour.”
I pulled the drawer open. “I added m’clothes.”
She beamed, “Now I really might cry.”
