"A couple," he echoed in agreement, his chest shaking with silent laughter. In truth, hunting for a house with February as man and wife was far more exciting than the prospect of being the head of his own house—not that he was about to put a damper on her excitement. "I'm sure it won't be boring. Nothing with you ever is," he teased. He wasn't one for extravagance or bright colors, but he knew watching her decorate would help him get to know her better. For all the time they'd spent together over the past few months, there was a lot about her he truly didn't know—in fact, he probably knew her body better than her soul.

"As long as it won't see me teased by my friends if they visit, you can do whatever you want. I won't be the one looking at it all day," he comforted, turning his head to press a kiss to her temple.

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