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11. Moving-in-Day
"Will! Look at this table! Will, its cherrywood!"
The new husband watched as Elizabeth ran from room to room, eyes bright with excitement as she discovered the additions to their brand new flat.
"And the cabinet!" her slender fingers danced along the wood's glossy surface.
Chuckling, he moved past her and deposited their suitcases in the master bedroom. She trotted after him, remarking enthusiastically about the fresh paint on the walls and the gleaming hardwood floors beneath their feet.
For Will's part, the flat's transformation was better than he had anticipated. When they had initially found the flat it was a sad looking thing. The paint on the walls was peeling, and the wood floor had deep grooves and scratches over the entire surface.
But Elizabeth had fallen in love with it.
So, Will mustered his funds and bought it. With a little of elbow grease and a few called in favors, he had managed to revive the tired space.
"Will? How..." she paused, nibbling at her bottom lip. "How did you find this furniture?"
"You didn't think I was staring at the ceiling the entire time you were looking at pictures of the furniture you wanted, did you?" Will remembered the hours she had spent pouring over photos, the days she had spent sifting through thrift markets in attempt to find those perfect pieces of furniture.
She smiled that brilliant smile of hers, the golden hue of her skin heightened by the honeymoon weeks spent in the Caribbean, but apparently was not satisfied with his answer as she prodded further. "Where did you…"
"Where did I get the money?" he finished the question for her.
She nodded.
"You know the job interview I had a few weeks back? With EITC Inc?"
"The architect company?
"Yes."
"But I thought you didn't get the job…they didn't like your resume."
"I didn't. But I met someone there, a woman named Tia Dalma. She's opening her own company that will work mainly with international buyers. There's traveling involved with the position she was searching to fill but the pay is good and the opportunities are incredible."
Elizabeth grin grew with each word. "And…"
"She offered. I accepted. I'll be doing the same thing I would have done with EITC but with much more freedom."
"Will!" She shrieked, flinging her arms around his neck. "Oh, I'm so proud of you!"
"Why thank you."
Ever keen, she heard the slight reluctance in his voice. "When do you start?"
"Orientation begins tomorrow."
"Tomorrow? Already?"
"Yes."
Her eyes dropped to the collar of his shirt. "Oh."
"Come on," Will slipped his hands around her waist. "It won't be that bad."
"Yes, it will." Elizabeth pouted. "I'll have to unpack all the boxes by myself."
Knowing she was teasing him, he grabbed her hand and pulled her back out to the main room where the piles of unloaded boxes awaited. "We can't have that, now can we?"