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“Come on, get dressed,” I demanded as I got back into my own clothes. “Or come naked, but there are probably cottonmouths around here,” I warned.
That got her up and moving, throwing her clothes back on and making sure her combat boots were on tight.
“Where are we going?” she asked as we followed the narrower part of the dock toward the shore, then onto the ground.
“This is the part where I am going to make you do some exercise,” I informed her, surprised how dense the vegetation had gotten just in the few weeks since I’d been here last.
She grumbled and moved to walk behind me.
“What are you doing? There’s enough room to walk by my side,” I said, waving to the empty space.
“I’m staying right here,” she said, placing her hands on my shoulders. “I’m using you as a human shield in case of a snake encounter.”
“Of course you are,” I said, unable to stop the smile on my lips as I led her up the overgrown path.
“Ah… not that I am morally against trespassing, since we just fuck on these peoples’ dock and all, but this seems like it is someone’s house,” she said as it came into view.
It was a little rundown from outside. And, admittedly, inside too.
The bank had owned it since before I’d brought her here the first time, and it looked like it had been neglected for at least that long.
“It is,” I agreed, reaching in my pocket, then turning with the keys held up. “It’s ours,” I told her, watching as she went from confused to shocked then, finally, as a smile spread across that gorgeous fucking face.
“No way,” she said, rushing toward me, and snatching the keys from my hand.
“It’s a little rough…” I acknowledged as we walked up through the backyard.
There was an enclosure around the kidney-shaped pool that looked like it needed some repair. And the pool itself would likely need to be drained, repaired, and refilled.
But, hey, it was there. The potential for something awesome was within reach.
“That’s the best part,” Rynn declared, practically skipping toward the house, going around the front. “It looks like people were murdered here. Were people murdered here?”
“I, ah, I didn’t ask,” I admitted. “It was vacant for a long time, though.”
“Well, we can pretend it was a murder scene, and that the unhappy spirits still haunt the halls…”
“Whatever knocks your socks off, baby,” I agreed, following her as we rounded the front of the house.
It was a mess.
Everything was overgrown and covered in moss thanks to the thick canopy of trees overhead keeping it shaded and the ever-present humidity keeping it damp.
The house itself was a sprawling ranch.
Not as grand, structure-wise, as Rynn’s penthouse, but a big, solid house that could withstand a beating that the storms sometimes battered us with.
It needed a good power wash, a new front step, and shutters that weren’t a hideous red, but again, the potential was there.
And Rynn loved decorating.
Stabbing the key in the locks, she pushed the door open, revealing ancient tile floors with dark grout, a large living room, a dated kitchen, and a dining room to the other side.
Off the kitchen toward the back was a family room. And down off the living room was a hall that led to three bedrooms.
More than enough.
Even if we did have a kid or kids. We hadn’t really discussed that yet. But we would be prepared when we decided on that.
