Caleb Sterling drew in a quiet breath. "Baby? Did I make you mad?"
Sierra Summers widened her eyes innocently and pulled her hand back. She shook her head seriously, meaning no.
"Caleb Sterling, where are we having the second wedding?"
Caleb wrapped her tighter, his lips landing right at the edge of Sierra's forehead. "Remember that garden I told you about? Our new home—there's a swing, a pool, and a room just for you to stream in."
"And that kitchen you like, I gave them very specific instructions."
"How about we do it there?" Caleb asked for her opinion.
Sierra looked completely blank and took a moment to process.
"Hang on, let me think this through…"
What Caleb meant was… the new place had already started being built ages ago?!
And he was only telling her now?
Sierra suddenly remembered that for a while—actually, for a long time—Caleb had been casually asking her about houses, about what their future home for the two of them should be like.
