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"Eves, Sweetheart, you worry too much," he said running his fingers down a strand of my hair.
"No one is thinking that, it’s not like you have asked me for any of this. I did it all myself and besides, you'll have your chance to make us money when you start your photography business."
I forced a smile.
"You really think I can do it?"
"I know you can."
* * *
The next hourconsisted of watching Kit trying to blow up a double bed with a very noisy foot pump. Thankfully it wasn't too late because it took forever and we both laughed as he tried to blow it up whilst being a little tipsy.
"This will teach me for not ordering an electric pump…" he huffed. "Your very firm and comfortable bed awaits, your majesty," Kit offered his arm out to the bed.
"I told you, we could just sleep on the floor."
"You're pregnant, Eves, and even if you weren't, I wouldn't allow you to sleep on the floor."
"How chivalrous of you," I teased, getting up to test the bed out.
"Hard to believe you're that cocky, arrogant little shit that popped up in my photography class."
He raised his eyebrows. "It's hard to believe you're that stubborn, little head-fuck that I had to chase around."
I smiled, mirroring his face.
"I'm still that girl," I said laying on my side on the bed.
Kit got onto the bed with me.
"Well, I'm still that arrogant, cocky little shit."
I eyed him and smiled as he brought his hand to my face. "I just have a sweet spot that I didn't know about."
I hummed and closed my eyes briefly.
"I spoke to my grandparents. I meant to tell you…"
"Yeah?"
I hummed and closed my eyes, feeling overly tired.
"They told me to tell you... That we have their blessing."
"They're happy about us moving in together?"
He sounded happy and I'd bet he was grinning if my eyes were open to see. I hummed again and I felt Kit's lips kissing my nose, then I fell into a peaceful sleep.
Two days had passedwhen Kit pulled me out of bed despite my exhaustion and I groaned as he drove us to B&Q, the local DIY store.
"You said you wanted to get it painted as soon as possible before the furniture arrives."
As he'd promised, the day after the party we'd spent a full day walking around IKEA and weirdly enough it was fun with Kit and his brothers. Despite half of them being hungover.
One more so than the others… Meaning Jason.
Despite feeling like crap, Jason still made the journey. We'd picked a plain, three-piece sofa and were going to paint one of the walls in the living room light blue. We'd also picked a beach style wooden coffee table for the centre and some other accessories for the living room. The kitchen was next and with no utensils at all, we bought pretty much the full kitchen section. The more Kit added to the basket, the more my eyes bulged just thinking about how much all of it was going to cost. It made me even more determined to start my business. I knew I'd probably never be able to match the amount that Kit had spent just on our house alone, but it would make me feel useful to earn money instead of allowing Kit to buy everything.
