FLOWER OF LOVE
Dixal gently guided her into the chair facing it.
“Wow,” she breathed, her eyes widening. “It’s enormous!”
She shrugged off her bag, setting it beside the laptop, then bent over the design. The house rose before her imagination: two floors, each with its own living room; four bedrooms upstairs; a third floor crowned with a master’s suite and a small gym. Outside, a guest quarter, and, astonishingly, another bungalow.
Her gaze darted to Dixal. “This house is huge.”
From behind, he slipped his arms around her, pointing to the master’s bedroom on the layout.
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