Conveniently His by Rogerson, Shirley

of the house hadn’t done it justice. It was a huge brick two story house on what Tracey surmised was several acres of wooded land. At the front door Tracey wondered if Grant would carry her over the threshold. Holding the baby, she watched as he put the key in the lock and opened it. Instead of turning toward her, he walked inside with Stephanie following him. Tracey felt the shadow of disappointment in her heart, then quickly told herself not to be upset, that it was just a silly tradition. But it was also another reminder that their marriage wasn’t traditional, that possibly it never would be. The house was magnificent. A bay window in the large kitchen made it bright and sunny. Tracey fell in love with the room the moment she entered. “Grant, it’s absolutely beautiful.” She spontaneously hugged him, and he circled his arm around her and kissed her until she was breathless. She gave him a smile when he let her go, and it pleased her to see desire flame in his eyes. “I wasn’t sure what you’d like, but I thought about you when I first saw this house. It has five bedrooms, which will give us a spare, plus one for your workshop,” he explained. There was a dining room, a large family room, all with lots of windows. Their furniture had been placed, but there were boxes everywhere. When Grant showed her their bedroom, Tracey stopped just inside. She realized the bedroom furniture was new, that it was neither hers nor the set from his house. “Your bed was too small,” Grant stated a