Shattered Girl (Emmy)

Chapter 103

"Up or down?" I asked, stopping at the staircase,

"Let's go up and check out the bedrooms, then see what's downstairs," Jake suggested. With that, we headed upstairs to the main bedroom.

"Damn," I said as we walked into the large bedroom. The bedroom was quickly three times the size of the one at the lake house. This room is big enough to get one of the beds I'm always reading about on my e-reader, 1 grinned. "Oh, and what kind of bed is that?" Josh asked.

"One that's big enough for all of us. Like when we put the mattresses together at the lake house, but only more comfortably, and there will still be enough room for dressers. And look over there; that's the perfect spot to set up a reading nook." To the guys amusement, I was hurrying from one part of the room to another, pointing out where I would put things.

"She reminds me of a kid on Christmas morning, Mike said as the others laughed, but I ignored them, excited to explore.

"Oh, my, God," I shrieked. There were two separate bathrooms. The bathrooms also had two massive walk-in closets with shelving and built-in shoe racks. I ran back to the bedroom and motioned for the guys to follow me, and they all trooped after me, making appropriate sounds of approval as I pointed out what I was the most excited about

We left the main bedroom and walked down the hallway to the rest of the rooms. They were all large with attached bathrooms, and we would only need to repaint one of them. It must have belonged to a child because it was pink with a rainbow mural on one wall. We began making our way back downstairs, and when we got to the bottom floor, the guys perked up. There was a good-sized room full of gym equipment and a changing room complete with showers. There was also a theater room with an old-fashioned popcom popper and a large mud room with a door that led to the backyard.

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is plenty of room for us. The only problem I see is that

Drew said immediately. I think

be better than walking up and down three flights of

could work. Let's look into it," I said. We returned to the main floor and gave it one more look before heading outside. As soon as we opened the door, Susan,

be in touch once we decide what to do, Patrick told her, trying to keep his voice neutral. With that, we turned as a

into the car and kissed him deeply. He returned the kiss with equal heat, and I giggled when he turned after helping me up. We all could see the sour expression on the realtor's face, and when Patrick

age as my mother. I don't know what she is thinking, Patrick complains, shuddering. "You can bet I'm going to say something to my mom this time; she

as we pulled back

into

into town and grabbing some lunch, Patrick said, and the rest of us quickly agreed. When we got in