"Wade!" I gasp. "Do you ever listen!? Slow. I want to take this slow."
He grins at me widely. Damn it, I'm serious! Why isn't he taking me seriously.
"Look Doc" he shrugs. "You and I don't have to move in here together right away, but you got two babies coming, you know there isn't enough room at your place…."
"Right" I say looking down as I place my hand over my belly. "It is a beautiful house" I smile.
"It's perfect. Look, there's even tulips in the yard, and a white picket fence!"
"Pink tulips" I add. Damn it! No, Wade is not going to charm me into this. I know what he's planning. "Wade, it's too soon!"
"The babies need a place to live Doc" he persists. "I know you like this house…"
"I do, but I don't want to rush things with you."
"Who's rushing things?"
"I know what you're doing. You're going to get me to buy this place, and then you're going to start sleeping over here, the next thing you know…"
"Okay, okay how about I make a deal with you. You buy this house, which I fully intend to help you pay for by the way, and move into it. We'll get it all set up for the babies before they come, but I won't move in here until we get married. We'll do it old fashioned style. It will be at your pace."
"You are only agreeing to this because you're so sure I'm going to break down and marry you before the babies come."
"Come on Doc, you know I'm right. You gotta find some place to live."
"Fine!" I finally break down. "I'll look at the house, but I'm not going to let you pay, I'm a strong and independent working woman. I can bring home the bacon and fry it up in a pan."
"These are my babies too" he reminds me. "I want to take care of them. I want to take care of you."
My heart melts at his words. Is this way it's always going to be? Is Wade always going to charm me into doing exactly what he wants? Okay, maybe he's making sense about buying this house, but I am still not budging on this wedding thing.
"Where ya going?" he asks with a chuckle as I walk away.
"I'm going to look at the house" I answer.
"Doc, you can't just walk in- that's trespassing" he says nervously. "It ain't yours just yet."
"I'm not just going to barge in!" I scoff. "I'm going to ring the bell."
I press the doorbell and wait a moment, and a familiar looking old woman makes her way to the door. I think I've had her as a patient before… Definitely. Psoriasis, she had psoriasis.
"Oh crap" Wade mutters.
"What?" I whisper.
"That's the cranky lady…"
I'm sure Wade's exaggerating; I don't remember her being that bad.
"What the hell do you want?" she barks as she flings the front door open.
"Umm, I saw that this house is for sale" I reply nervously. "I was hoping that I could maybe look around…"
"Do what you want" she sighs. "But if you steal anything I'm callin' the sheriff."
"She's calling the sheriff" I whisper to Wade teasingly as a giggle escapes.
"Just be careful" he says as he walks in behind me. "If I remember correctly this woman has about a thousand cats and they're all mean as sin."
"I think I can handle a cat" I say, rolling my eyes.
"I love this staircase" I say dreamily.
"It's beautiful" he agrees. "And very well-painted" he adds with a smile.
"It's a good size" I nod. "Enough room, but not too big."
"If I remember right, there's three bedrooms. That should be perfect."
"Unless we have more" I say without thinking. Crap! I'm getting way ahead of myself again.
I look at Wade and he's wearing a big, stupid grin. "You want more kids, Doc?"
"What? I don't know. Let's look at the kitchen" I say quickly, trying to cover for myself.
"This is a cute little kitchen" I nod. "I like the yellow wallpaper."
"There's a dining room over here" he says motioning to the other side of the room.
"We could do Thanksgiving here, you know once we do get married."
"That would be nice" I smile.
"Well, I don't know how nice it will be with our families, but I can cook a decent enough turkey."
"Really?" I gasp. "You know how to cook a turkey."
"Oh yeah" he shrugs. "I cook for Earl every year."
"That's really sweet" I say softly.
"Well this year I'll be cooking for you too, and the little ones."
"The little ones won't be able to eat turkey by next thanksgiving."
"Well, then maybe a few thanksgivings from now" he laughs. "The point is the four of us will be together."
Yeah, that sounds nice. God that sounds nice. He slowly walks up to me and softly places his lips on mine. We kiss softly for a minute, but it quickly becomes more urgent.
"God, I love you" he groans as he pulls away.
"We should go to the Rammer Jammer, you don't want to be late for work" I say with a teasing smile.
"You don't want to see more?" he asks with a disappointment in his voice.
"No" I answer. "I don't need to. I know this is what I want."
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