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    “Uh yeah, he’s pretty excited for us.” I managed to choke out with a fake ass smile on my face. Marsh bought it though because he had this goofy grin plastered all over his face like a little kid. I can’t believe he’s falling for this but at the same time, I’m glad he is.
     
    “That’s the best news I’ve ever heard.” He leaned down and kissed my forehead and more guilt began washing over me because I was a liar. A worthless chicken shit liar. I was completely dishonest with the one person I loved more than anything in this world.
     
    “So, um do you have the classifieds or something so we can look?” Because I’m pretty sure I’d move the hell out tonight if it were even somewhat possible. It’s not though obviously because we need our utilities turned on. Although I’m ok with doing it caveman/pioneer style.
     
    He leaned over towards his nightstand and his shirt crept up enough for me to see part of the cross tattoo he had on his side. I remember when he got that. It was right after his grandfather passed away. They were very close and Marsh took it pretty hard. I hate seeing a man cry; nothing breaks my heart more than that. Men aren’t supposed to cry, they’re tough, strong and they just don’t break down. I sat beside him while he got it holding his hand the whole time. He suggested I get one with him but I’m not much of one for pain. Don’t get me wrong, I totally love ink and think it’s hot especially on a guy but I’d rather not have one myself. It didn’t look too appealing when he got his, I watched as the artist wiped the excess ink away as he worked and the constant buzzing of the gun had me jumping the entire time.
     
    “I’ve got the paper right here babe. Let’s take a look.”
     
    I smiled as we opened the paper straight to the apartments and houses for rent. We circled a few that fit within our budget and he even called a few numbers. After getting a few prospects together we climbed into my truck and officially began the search. We stepped out the truck hands laced together as we walked up to the first choice. I fell in love with the first apartment. It was a cozy one bedroom, one bath apartment with cream colored walls. There were hardwood floors in all the rooms except for the bathroom that had an ocean-like colored tile laid out. Relaxing was the only thing I could think of to describe it. In an instant, I could see us coming home to this place. I could see strategically where the couch would sit; I could see him sitting down with my head in his lap while we watched television. He would run his fingers through my hair while possibly almost putting me to sleep. Oh man, I could see us starting our future here, together.
     
    “Marsh, I love this one.” I whispered as I leaned into his side.
     
    He looked at me with a smirk on his face. “You sure? It’s the first one we’ve seen. We can look some more if you’d like.”
     
    The apartment manager stood beside us watching us discuss our decision and Marsh was hoping to look around a little more I could tell. Me on the other hand, I was sold on this one. It just seemed so peaceful and home-like. That was what I needed right now and as long as he was here with me, then it was absolutely perfect.
     
    “I’m positive babe, I love this one and I think it’s perfect for us. But seriously if you want to look more we can.”
     
    “No, if this is what you want then it’s what I want. You know that. As long as I’m with you I don’t care.”
     
    I couldn’t help but grin as I took one more look around at our new place. Our. Place. The apartment manager shook our hands and congratulated us while we made our way to the office to sign the lease and get the paper work taken care of. I watched intently as Marsh’s hand held onto the pen, his left hand strategically signing his name on the off-white paper that locked us in for at least six months.
     
    Once we got back to his house, Marsh started