Page 37 of My Salvation
“You had his and hers closets installed?”
He blushed. “I did have hope I would find someone eventually.”
“Priest, I don’t mean to sound judgmental…”
He shook his head. “We can change out whatever you want.”
“Overall, I wouldn’t change a thing. It suits both our needs beautifully without being crowded. I actually love the layout and think it’s perfect. It’s just the lack of color.”
He blinked. “I would have thought the lack of color for you would be a relief.”
She shook her head. “I love color. I wouldn’t want to decorate with ones that have a negative connotation, but small pops of color would be amazing in here. ”
He picked up a small pad of paper that was next to a controller on the end table. “What fabrics and colors, my love?”
She eyed the sofa. “I love the cream, but maybe gold chenille throws?”
“What else?”
“I know I’ve told you blue is despair, but navy is contentment. Maybe bedding in navy. Also, emerald green is guilt, but like a freshly cut grass green is life and excitement. We could add figurines and pillows in those shades.”
He frowned as he made notes. “I’d rather add excitement to the bed, not contentment.”
“You don’t want me happy with you in bed?”
“I second thought. That seems fine to me.”
“We could use plants for color as well. If it’s the color from a living thing like flowers, the imagery I see for auras doesn’t apply. We could do a lot with plants.”
“No trees, though. I don’t want a mini Coll or Lia in here.”
She laughed. “Of course not.”
A banging on the door had them both jumping. “Come on, lovebirds, time to head to Dav’s,” Carson called out from the hallway.
Priest put the pad down. “We’ll continue picking out colors when we get home.”
She smiled. “Home.”
Priest took her hand and kissed it gently. “It’s more of a home now with you here.”
“Lead the way. Show me how warriors party.”
*****
She didn’t know what she was expecting, but what she was currently looking at wasn’t it. She stood to one side and watched as the men milled around and formed small groups, talking and joking with one another. Aeson and the other unit warriors helped Dav set up long tables of food and walked around with trays of drinks. The color grey was everywhere. Boredom.
“Boring, huh?”
Cas looked down and saw Meryn looking up at her. “Actually, yeah, it is.”
Meryn pointed to her left. “Bubbles is my cousin, the one that smells like coffee heaven is Izzy, and the one shaking her head is Anne, super nurse.”
The one with curls the same color as Meryn’s short spikes glared at her cousin, then smiled at her. “My name is Amelia. It’s nice to meet you.”
“Is it just me or…” A milk-chocolate skinned goddess said as she approached.
The redhead at her side just laughed. “Brie, be nice.”