whisper on a sigh.
“Okay,” he repeats back to me softly.
The massive oak door opens up and an older woman steps out, greeting us with a warm smile. “You must be Mr. and Mrs. Houston. Welcome.”
As we tour the home, she runs her spiel but I’m not really paying attention. Instead, I’m absorbing all the details of this home. It’s absolutely amazing—two stories, gated pool, more bathrooms than bedrooms, crown moldings, warm welcoming colors, high-tech kitchen—I’m in love.
“Now, as I explained to you on the phone, Mr. Houston, this house is in high demand. The sellers have decided today is the last day they will be accepting offers on the house. I was able to confirm there are already five offers in at above asking price.”
“Could you give us a minute to discuss it?” he asks her.
“Of course. I’ll be in the backyard if you need me, it’s gorgeous out there.”
Jake turns to me and pulls me close. “Is this what you want, April?”
It’s everything I could have ever dreamed of, but I know it’s going to cost a lot of money. Biting my lip softly, I nod my head. Jake is my forever and this will be our forever home. I have to be okay with spending the money for our happiness.
“Me, too. So this is what I’m going to do… I’m going to write a number down for her to present to the owners. You can choose to look, or you can remain blissfully ignorant at what I’m about to offer, but I am getting us this house. Today ,” he states firmly, leaving no room for discussion.
“I choose to stay unaware for now.”
“I figured as much.” He pulls a business card out of his pocket and writes down what I know is going to be an obscene amount over the asking price. When Jake wants something, he gets it.
“Mrs. Sanderson,” he calls out the back door, “we’re ready to make you an offer.”
When she comes back inside, she’s smiling like the cat who ate the canary. I don’t doubt she had other offers, but she knows she’s going to make a killing on this commission.
“My wife has chosen not to know what we’re offering. I’ve written my offer on this card but I have a few contingencies. If the sellers accept my offer, I want the keys within fourteen days. Our baby is coming in December and I want to be fully settled by the time he comes. This is a cash offer and since the house is empty, I don’t see a problem getting what I want for the amount I’m offering.”
“Cash?” she stutters.
“Cash,” Jake reiterates.
Her eyes are as big as saucers and I swear she’s salivating a little as she holds out her hand to accept Jake’s offer. When she chokes a little and smiles bigger than any I’ve ever seen, my suspicions of how much extra he’s offering are confirmed.
“Mr. Houston, I’m not supposed to speak out of turn, but I’m quite sure you’ve just bought yourself a new home. I’ll be in touch shortly to confirm.”
“Thank you very much for your time,” I tell her as we exit the house. Our new house… I hope.
“Trust me,” she purrs, “the pleasure has been all mine. You’ll hear from me soon.”
Jake and I walk back to Kate and Daniel’s house hand in hand.
“Thank you,” he says sweetly and completely out of nowhere.
“For what, babe?”
“For finally letting me make you happy.” I stop in my tracks.
“Jake, why would you say that? You make me happy all the time. You need to stop associating money with happiness. They do not go hand in hand. I’m going to love you if we’re homeless and living on the streets. Even then, you’ll still make me happy.”
“Good point. All I really meant was I’m happy you’re happy. I’m also happy to finally be spending some money. We’re rich, April. We’re not billionaires by any means, but we’ve got enough money to live out our lives any way we want to and still secure a future for our kids. Let’s live and do all the things we want to because we only get one life and we should live it to the
“Okay,” he repeats back to me softly.
The massive oak door opens up and an older woman steps out, greeting us with a warm smile. “You must be Mr. and Mrs. Houston. Welcome.”
As we tour the home, she runs her spiel but I’m not really paying attention. Instead, I’m absorbing all the details of this home. It’s absolutely amazing—two stories, gated pool, more bathrooms than bedrooms, crown moldings, warm welcoming colors, high-tech kitchen—I’m in love.
“Now, as I explained to you on the phone, Mr. Houston, this house is in high demand. The sellers have decided today is the last day they will be accepting offers on the house. I was able to confirm there are already five offers in at above asking price.”
“Could you give us a minute to discuss it?” he asks her.
“Of course. I’ll be in the backyard if you need me, it’s gorgeous out there.”
Jake turns to me and pulls me close. “Is this what you want, April?”
It’s everything I could have ever dreamed of, but I know it’s going to cost a lot of money. Biting my lip softly, I nod my head. Jake is my forever and this will be our forever home. I have to be okay with spending the money for our happiness.
“Me, too. So this is what I’m going to do… I’m going to write a number down for her to present to the owners. You can choose to look, or you can remain blissfully ignorant at what I’m about to offer, but I am getting us this house. Today ,” he states firmly, leaving no room for discussion.
“I choose to stay unaware for now.”
“I figured as much.” He pulls a business card out of his pocket and writes down what I know is going to be an obscene amount over the asking price. When Jake wants something, he gets it.
“Mrs. Sanderson,” he calls out the back door, “we’re ready to make you an offer.”
When she comes back inside, she’s smiling like the cat who ate the canary. I don’t doubt she had other offers, but she knows she’s going to make a killing on this commission.
“My wife has chosen not to know what we’re offering. I’ve written my offer on this card but I have a few contingencies. If the sellers accept my offer, I want the keys within fourteen days. Our baby is coming in December and I want to be fully settled by the time he comes. This is a cash offer and since the house is empty, I don’t see a problem getting what I want for the amount I’m offering.”
“Cash?” she stutters.
“Cash,” Jake reiterates.
Her eyes are as big as saucers and I swear she’s salivating a little as she holds out her hand to accept Jake’s offer. When she chokes a little and smiles bigger than any I’ve ever seen, my suspicions of how much extra he’s offering are confirmed.
“Mr. Houston, I’m not supposed to speak out of turn, but I’m quite sure you’ve just bought yourself a new home. I’ll be in touch shortly to confirm.”
“Thank you very much for your time,” I tell her as we exit the house. Our new house… I hope.
“Trust me,” she purrs, “the pleasure has been all mine. You’ll hear from me soon.”
Jake and I walk back to Kate and Daniel’s house hand in hand.
“Thank you,” he says sweetly and completely out of nowhere.
“For what, babe?”
“For finally letting me make you happy.” I stop in my tracks.
“Jake, why would you say that? You make me happy all the time. You need to stop associating money with happiness. They do not go hand in hand. I’m going to love you if we’re homeless and living on the streets. Even then, you’ll still make me happy.”
“Good point. All I really meant was I’m happy you’re happy. I’m also happy to finally be spending some money. We’re rich, April. We’re not billionaires by any means, but we’ve got enough money to live out our lives any way we want to and still secure a future for our kids. Let’s live and do all the things we want to because we only get one life and we should live it to the
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