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  “Where do you want this?” Ian asked.

  I glanced at the colored label on the top of the box he was holding. “That one goes in the kitchen.”

  “You know, this labeling system would have worked a whole hell of a lot better if you’d shared it with the rest of us.”

  “I’m surprised you haven’t figured it out by now.” Danny, Kaito, and Ewan had. “It’s color coordinated. Yellow for the kitchen because the kitchen walls are yellow. Light blue for the living room because—”

  “The walls are light blue,” Ian finished.

  I just grinned.

  Ian narrowed his eyes. “I hate you.”

  I laughed as Ian stormed off.

  I picked up a box from the moving van and started for the house I had bought for me and Cooper. We were almost all of the way moved in. It was a little weird moving Cooper’s stuff in when he wasn’t here, but neither of us had a lot of choice. He had to finish his stint in the military before he could come home.

  What was only supposed to be a couple of weeks apart had turned into a couple of months. We talked every night, but it wasn’t the same as having Cooper there by my side.

  This had been what he had been afraid of, the separation. I prayed that it wouldn’t change how he felt about being with me. I was holding on to his promise with both hands.

  I carried the box into the living room and set it down against the wall where all the other boxes were stacked. I paused and glanced around, wondering if Cooper would like what he saw when he came home.

  I had bought us a two-story, four-bedroom house just a couple of houses down the block from Hank and Ian’s place. We could actually wave to each other from our porches. It wasn’t a fantastic house. It needed a little work here and there, and a serious paint job inside and out, but it was ours.

  Who did yellow in their kitchen anyway?

  I could have afforded something nicer in one of the fancier areas of town, but I think this place suited us better. There was a double-car garage for the motorcycle I had bought for Cooper as a housewarming present. It had a basement so Cooper could set up his workout equipment, and an extra bedroom he could turn into an office if he needed.

  For me, it had been the large walk-in closet, big enough to house my entire sweater collection and then some. That room had pretty much sold me on the entire property.

  The large fenced-in backyard and in-ground pool were nice, too.

  I’d brought almost all of my stuff from the city, only leaving behind a few pieces of furniture I didn’t think we’d need or that I wanted to buy brand-new.

  I was keeping the bed.

  Now, I just needed to unpack and then wait—and hope—for Cooper to come home. I had so much to tell him, stuff that couldn’t adequately be conveyed over the phone.

  Like running into my biggest tormentor from high school and having the man practically beg me for forgiveness for the way he had treated me. Apparently, with age came maturity.

  Who knew?

  “Hey, Andy,” Ian called out from the front porch. “I can’t figure out where this goes.”

  I sighed as I headed for the front porch. I had just given him the code to the labeling system. How could he not get it?

  “What are you—Cooper!” I dove at the man standing at the bottom of the steps with a big grin on his face. He caught me easily, lifting me into his arms. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, holding on for all I was worth.

  “Hey, kitten, I’m home.”

  THE END

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