Suit up Mr. Riley

Fourteen

"I love you."

"I love you."

"I love you more."

"No I love you more."

"I love you most."

"I love you the mostest!" Clarissa shouted as she swiftly brought an end to the 'I love you' war her and Andrew were having.

"No." Andrew said as he nuzzled his head in the crook of Clarissa's neck.

Clarissa just giggled. She was beyond happy with just everything.

"So."

"So."

Andrew just shook his head at her silliness.

"Clarissa."

"Andrew."

"Stop being silly."

"I'm sorry, I'm just so over the moon." She said as moved to lay on her back and raise her hands to the ceiling.

"Well beautiful you have no idea how happy you have made me."

"I'm glad that I could."

Right at that moment a question popped into Clarissa's head.

"Andy."

"Yeah."

"Where are we going to live? I mean I have a mansion and you have a house."

Andrew smirked. "You just love bringing that up don't you?"

"Bringing what up?"

"Your mansion."

She waved the statement away.

"Andrew what else am I supposed to call it? It's a mansion, by any persons terms it's definitely a not am average house."

"Still."

Clarissa frowned. "Whatever Andrew."

"We could live in my house for the time being, then we could move into you mansion." Andrew said with a nod.

"One thing."

"Anything."

"Can we add some stuff and take some stuff away from your house."

Andrew gave Clarissa a pointed look.

"I'm sorry Andrew it's just that you don't have a single historic or antique artifact in your house."

"Clarissa you are the only person I know that cares for things that come from other periods in time."

"Well that's just the historian in me. That's probably one of the big reasons why I don't like this house.

"Clarissa."

"What?! I'm sorry when I see old old houses like mine and smaller it makes me happy. I'm just weird. And besides 65% of this house is glass."

"Well my parents–"

"You mean your mom." Clarissa interrupted.

Andrew laughed. "Yes I mean my mom, but she thought that this was a nice house to purchase."

Clarissa just blinked at him.

"How old were you when you bought it?"

"The same age as you 22."

"Do you even like this house?" Clarissa asked seriously.

"It's my house Clarissa."

"No no no. I asked if you liked your house. Honestly Andrew you were to young to have actually make a decision on a decent home for yourself."