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“That’s true. Now, before you leave, you know your schedule for tomorrow?”

“Yep. I’m working on the artwork for Josh’s tonight. The rest are already done. You’ll lock up after Hex is done with his client?”

She winked. “You know it.”

“Thanks, Mon, have a good night. Later, Hex,” I yelled back down the hall.

His reply was quick. “Later.”

I was beyond grateful for Monnie and Hex. Both had followed me down from my Melbourne store to work here—after I’d begged them to and found their replacements. Besides, they’d always been talking about moving to the country, and when I’d offered, they’d jumped at the chance. The only thing keeping them in Melbourne for now was their lease, which they couldn’t get out of. Luckily, it was up in three weeks. When Monnie wasn’t busy with work and her course, she was searching for places for them to live.

Stepping outside, I noticed the sun had started to set. I had about half an hour to help Dodge with the rest of my shit in the daylight. Daylight savings sucked. Turning, I walked to the right of the shop where my house was attached and entered. I’d been damn lucky the house went up for sale after I’d bought the shop connected to it. Even if the house was a bit outdated compared to the shop, I was looking forward to doing it up.

“Honey, I’m home,” I called after entering and closing the front door.

“In the kitchen,” Low answered.

As I made my way down the hall, I glanced into my bedroom, which was already set up. Next was the spare room that I’d turn into an office, and nearing the living room, there were two other bedrooms. The place was big, and it would probably take me most of my life to pay it off, but it’d be worth it. When I saw the space the house had, my first thought was of my future and how it’d be perfect for when I had my woman and kids in it with me, making it a home.

At the back of the house was the large open-plan living, dining, and kitchen area where a family, one I’d make, would spend the majority of the time.

As soon as I entered, Low turned to me with her hands on her hips. “Are you sure this is what you want?”

Chuckling, I approached and gave her a hug. “Bit late for me to back out now.” With a kiss to the top of her head, I went to grab a beer out of the refrigerator. “Want one?”

“No thanks, and also no, it’s not too late to back out.”

“Low, I’ve already made the down payment, got the shop set up, and now moved in. I’d call that too late.”

Her nose scrunched up. “Just know you can come home whenever you want. You can put this place up for rent.” She wasn’t yet used to the idea of me being an hour away, and still a little peeved that I hadn’t told her anything until after I’d signed the contract to the house. Dodge knew. He’d helped me with the banks and an early settlement, but we’d known it was best to hold off on telling Low because she’d have her back up about me moving from Melbourne.

“It’s not far, Low,” I told her for what felt like the millionth time.

She grumbled under her breath, “Fine.”

Shifting back her way, I curled an arm around her shoulders and gently rocked her into my side. “Love you, Low.”

“Yeah, yeah. Get out the back and help my man bring in the couch.”

“Couch? Low, I was gonna get a couch soon.”

“You can’t sit in lawn chairs, Texas.”

Sighing, I dropped my head back to look for patience. It wasn’t there. “Low, you guys have already done enough—”

She waved me off and went back to unpacking crockery I didn’t fucking own. “I don’t want to hear it.”

“And I suppose you don’t want to talk about the shit I know you’re sneaking into my cupboards?”

“Exactly.”

I groaned. “Low—”

“Can’t hear you, but I do hear Trey callin’ for you. Shoo.”

Scrubbing a hand over my face, I walked out the back where a damn moving truck was parked. I went to the rear and found Dodge in the back.

“What the fuck, Dodge?”

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