After four days of non stop searching, the real estate agent with the blonde hair and middle age wrinkles ushered them into the perfect house. Two bedroom, kitchen/living/dining room, study, front and backyard.
"This is the one." Logan smiled knowing that the other blonde woman (Alex's hair was still blonde) heard his statement.
They paid for it immediately with the check their folks had supplied them with, no mortgage would be relevent. The real estate agent looked at them funny but shrugged it off as she worked on commission.
The house lay halfway between the city and the beach and the neighbourhood was quiet, except for the newlyweds next door who were expecting a little girl in three weeks.
The real estate agent watched as they signed the papers, and declined the man's bribe of more than necessary to keep their sighting quiet, she liked the couple and, from what she had observed, their relationship was one to be reckoned with.
"I can see it, babe." Alex spun in the empty space that would be their living room. He fell in love all over again the way her hair flew behind her and the innocence in her full smile. "We can turn one of the extra rooms, maybe the other bedroom, into a music room." Logan nodded, that'd be cool.
"Its going to be awesome, Al, no matter what we do with it." Logan wrapped his arms around her pulling her back flush against his chest and kissing her just below her ear.
Obviously she could feel his excitement for their future in their position, "So," she swayed her hips against his, "Are we christening it before or after we put our furniture in it?"
He turned her around in his grip and kissed her in response. It was enough for her to get attracted but not enough to fulfill her need. He smirked as he pulled away and watched the inner conflict play out on her features.
"Damn you." she whispered against his lips, pulling him by his shirt to her and pressing herself up against the wall behind her.
