Page 82 of Wanting the Winger


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She stops chasing Brutus and looks over to me. “A surprise?”

“Yes.”

She squeals and races over to me. Now Brutus is chasing her. “What is it?” Her blue eyes are so much like her mom’s as she stares up at me.

“Follow me and I’ll show you.” Leading the way inside, I head toward the back wing on the left side of the house. “Do you remember this empty room you asked me about a few weeks ago?” She was pretending to explore new lands with Brutus and she found this spare bedroom.

“Yes.” She nods.

“Let’s take a look at it now and see if it’s changed any.” Turning the knob, I push the door open.

Tillie gasps, then shrieks when she sees her new bedroom. “Is this for me?”

“It’s all yours.”

Evie hooks her hand around my arm. “Darius, this is beautiful.”

“No, you’re beautiful.”

“You didn’t have to do all of this.” She gestures to the white loft bed with the desk underneath and then over to a fuzzy purple rug with two round ottomans Tillie can sit on with a small table between them. I even made sure Brutus had a bed in here.

Tillie races around the room from one thing to another, picking things up and putting them down. “I love everything.”

“Did you do all of this by yourself?” she asks.

“Nope. I had help, and you’ll never guess who it came from.”

“Your mom?”

“No.”

“Your sister?”

“Wrong.”

She taps her lips with her fingertip. “It has a feminine touch to it. I can’t imagine you or any other guy picking out all the curtains and bedding. Did Wendy help?”

I shake my head. “No, it was your mom and dad.”

Her eyebrows have popped up so high they may never come back down. I knew she’d be surprised, but this is comical.

“How?” She can only get one word out.

I smile at how stunned she is. “Your parents have been making more of an effort with you, and I thought having them work on a project for their granddaughter would be a nice thing for them to do.”

Leaning her head on my arm, she looks up at me. “You’re the nicest person I know. I love you and your forgiving heart so much.”

“I love you, agápi mou, and Tillie as well. I wanted her to have her own room here. If she never wants to stay over that’s okay, but she’ll still have her own space to play in.”

Tillie stops in front of me. “Thank you, Dar. Can I stay over tonight?” She’s bubbling with excitement.

“Let’s see what your mom and dad have planned for your birthday. But any other night that they agree to, you’re welcome.”

“What time is everyone else going to show up?” Evie asks.

I glance at my watch. “They should be here any moment. I better wait out front.”

“I’ll come with you.” Evie walks with me. “Do we need to do anything?” she asks.

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