Max had never cared much for houses.He’d lived in plenty. Slept under gold chandeliers, stepped across marble floors, owned elevators with voice-activated controls. All of it cold. Polished. Expensive in that hollow way that screamed power, not peace.But this one?This one had window seats.The kind she’d asked for with stars in her voice and hesitation in her eyes, like she didn’t quite believe she was allowed to want things.Max parked the car at the end of the long, tree-lined drive and looked over at her.She was staring up at the house, their house, with both hands curled around the straps of her purse. Her lips were slightly parted. No words came out.He didn’t rush her or tease her. Just turned the engine off, unbuckled his seatbelt, and leaned one arm against the wheel.“Still breathing over there?” he asked gently.Suzi blinked hard. “It’s big.”He nodded. “Mm. House-sized.”She turned toward him slowly. “Max…it’s beautiful.”He shrugged one shoulder. “You said window seat.
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