"Yeah, back again." She remembered the first time she set foot in this place, neck craning and heart thumping, all she could think was, "It is so nice to be rich!" Back then, she was even envious of someone who could catch Everett's eyes.
And now, it turned out she was envying herself.
Hand in hand with Everett, she entered the house, where Abigail and Langston were already in a wild play-fight and having toys scattered everywhere.
Dorothy's face went through a quick change of colors as she scolded, "You two, clean this mess up, now!" Because Everett was bit of a neat freak.
She didn’t even dare to glance at Everett, imagining just how sour his expression must be as he saw his own home being messed up like that.
Instinctively, Dorothy kicked off her shoes and hurried to join the cleanup.
But suddenly, her wrist was caught in a warm, firm grip.
Everett's voice came through from above, "Abigail, Langston, keep playing. It's fine." Dorothy stared at him, baffled, "But this..." "I like watching them play." There wasn't a hint of disgust in Everett's eyes, only a pure joy reaching all the way to his soul.
How wonderful that was.
That was what a home should feel like.
Dorothy was taken aback. She had a hunch that he was going to be one of those dads who spoiled their kids rotten.
No, it's not a hunch. It's already happening! When she saw the toys and play forts Everett had prepared for the little rascals, she was all flabbergasted.
The Bay Residence was pretty spacious indeed. He would even try to fit a whole roller coaster in here if he could, right? "Everett, you're really overdoing it," she says, pointing to the miniature carousel behind the play fort, "Langston won't even ride this. Only Abigail likes it." There was no need to bring that home, surely! They could just go to an amusement park! Everett, however, didn't agree, "That space would be empty otherwise, and the equipment was a bargain." Dorothy looked up at him and after a long pause, she could only remark, "Hmm, what isn't cheap in your eyes?" "You." Everett peppered kisses on her forehead, "I'd give everything I have, and it still wouldn't be enough to buy you." Dorothy was still not quite used to his sudden bursts of romance, but a large part of the gloom from their visit to Kenneth's place had certainly been swept away.
"Mommy! There's so much candy here!" Abigail's excitement was unstoppable as she tugged at Dorothy.
Following her daughter into a pink room and going past the jungle of play fort toys, they came upon the princess room Everett had carefully arranged.
Everett had put his heart into this.
He'd even cleared out his own library space because this room was bigger.
Pink and white decorations were everywhere, and the princess bed was hand-carved with Abigail's name at the base.
"Everett, when did you have the bed commissioned?" It clearly wasn't a last-minute job.
Everett, following her in, smiled and confessed, "Since the day I found out Abigail existed." Dorothy was flabbergasted.
"Do you like it too?" he gestured toward the bed, "Then for our bedroom we could—" "Let's not," Dorothy waved the idea away, "I can't picture you sleeping in a princess bed." It would be hilariously out of place.
But Everett wrapped his arms around Dorothy and kissed her right away.
"As long as you're in the bed, any bed will do." "Everett, the kids are right here!" "Parents in love is good for the kids." Abigail, munching on candy and blinking her big eyes, didn't quite grasp their conversation. Luckily, there's Langston, who rolled his eyes at their lovesick parents and pulled his sister away.
"Ignore them. Let's go play!"
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