Page 46 of Let Me Love You
Theo chuckles yet has the decency to look sheepish. “Uh, thanks. Maybe if this whole thing works out, I’ll be able to get you guys tickets to one of the games.”
“He would die,” she returns with a grin, and I can’t help but immediately like her. She’s nice. Friendly. Laid back. And she isn’t drooling over Theo because of his looks. She’s gushing because she and her husband are hockey fans. Yup. I really like her.
“Are you guys ready to go inside?” she adds, hooking her thumb over her shoulder toward the entrance to the fixer-upper from Theo’s Hell.
“Actually, we were thinking of maybe looking at something a little more…” My voice trails off, and I grimace. My guilt over bringing us here in the first place makes me feel like a child instead of a serious buyer, which is the last thing I want.
With a laugh, Amy waves me off. “Don’t worry. This happens all the time. We show up to a place, and it gives off a different vibe than the pictures online. Not a big deal.”
My shoulders relax as I breathe out a sigh of relief, grateful for her kindness. “Thanks.”
“Sure thing. So, what are you looking for?”
Theo and I exchange a look, and I blurt out, “We have no idea.”
“All right. Not a big deal,” she repeats. After tucking her strawberry blonde hair with pink highlights behind her ear, she taps her finger against her chin. “Hmm… Let me ask you a few questions, and we’ll see if I can find you something. Question one. Do you need a yard?”
A yard?
Good question.
“Um…no idea,” I admit. I should’ve thought these things through.
She laughs. “It’s totally fine. Let me ask you this. Do you have any kids?”
“Nope,” I answer.
“Do you have any dogs?” she prods. “Or are you thinking of ever getting any dogs? Because my dog, Tonka, would die without a yard.”
“Then, yes. We need a yard,” Theo announces.
“Perfect. Hmm…” She clicks her tongue against the roof of her mouth. “How many bedrooms are you thinking?”
Theo turns to me, his brow quirked.
“Um…three?” I offer.
“Maybe four,” Theo adds.
“And bonus points if there’s an in-home gym,” I add, anticipation buzzing through me.
Her smile spreads. “I know the perfect place. But first, how do you feel about the color green? Personally, I love it, but…” She turns to me, and Theo does the same, putting me on the spot.
“Um…I think I like it?” I answer with a shrug.
“Perfect.”
* * *
Nope.I don’t like green. I love it. The front of the house has ivy growing up the tan stucco, and the front door is painted a mossy color making it stand out against all the other ones we’ve driven past. Not to mention the freshly mowed green grass and planters filled with lush green foliage. It’s freaking gorgeous. And unique. And, dare I say, classy?
Yup. Definitely classy.
After Amy gave us a quick tour, where we learned she isn’t only a real estate agent, but a teacher, too, she gave us some space to explore the house by ourselves. I want to put an offer in to be sure she receives the commission.
But even if she didn’t, I’d still want to put an offer in. Because hands down, it’s the prettiest house I’ve ever been in. And the in-home gym?
Squeal.