37. Moving Houses

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A.N. Tiny bit of smut towards the end.

Dianne's POV

Once we'd finished at the hospital, we dropped Esme off at my Mum and Dad's as as we were house hunting, and it'd be easier to look without having a fourteen month old running around all the houses

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Once we'd finished at the hospital, we dropped Esme off at my Mum and Dad's as as we were house hunting, and it'd be easier to look without having a fourteen month old running around all the houses.

"Thanks Mum. We'll pick her up later, before we get Teddy from Nursery." I say.
"That's alright. Enjoy house hunting." Dad says, as we head out.

Our house was already on the market, so we needed to find a new one as soon as possible, if we wanted to move quite quickly.

The first one we arrived at was a six bedroom town house.

It was lovely but there was no drive

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It was lovely but there was no drive. Which isn't ideal. We decide to look anyway.

We met the estate agent outside the first house. "Hi I'm Dianne and this is my husband Joe." I smile, introducing myself as I shook his hand, but he ignored Joe. Rude!
He started to look me up and down making me feel really uncomfortable.
Joe noticing, wraps his arms around my waist, causing me to smile as he glares at him.

We step inside, Joe never leaving my side. I think he was a little jealous of the guy. Yes he's a good looking guy, but he's got nothing on my Joe.

 Yes he's a good looking guy, but he's got nothing on my Joe

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"Right this way, sweetheart." He winks at me.
Joe glares at him, whispering to me. "I dont like this guy." I smile, and giggle. Joe is so attractive when he's jealous. I interlock my fingers with his, rubbing his shoulder to let him know its fine.

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