said. “And conveniently close to the master bedroom.”
Jake placed his hands on his hips and looked around the room. Cal stood next to him. “Cal ,” he whispered with some disappointment. “What are we gonna do with a nursery? Come on.”
“You never know , Jake.”
“Oh , yeah, I’m going to miraculously become unsterile.”
Cal shook her head with a quiet smile. She grabbed Jake’s hand and brought him out of the bedroom. “Wait until you see the master bedroom. What a view. And large closets.”
“How many?”
“Two. Both walk-in.” By Estelle, Cal led Jake into the master bedroom. “Jake , look at this window.” Cal immediately walked to the huge bay window. “Look at the view. Of course finding drapes that will fit is . . .” She turned around. Only Estelle was in the room. “Where did he go?”
Estelle pointed near the closet that was located just outside the master bedroom powder room.
Cal walked over there. Estelle followed.
Jake stood in the small hall before the bathroom shaking his head.
Cal tapped him on the back. “What’s wrong.”
“This is way too small ,” Jake commented.
“The bathroom? No way.” Cal argued.
“Cal, I’m telling you, it won’t work. Watch.” Jake walked in.
“Jake , What are you doing?”
Jake walked to the commode, put down the lid , and sat down. “See? My knees almost touch the sink.”
“I cannot believe you are doing this ,” Cal said with embarrassment.
“Cal, comfort is important. Look how close my . . .”
“Jake.” Cal called his name between clenched teeth. “Get off the toilet.” She moved her eyes to Estelle behind her.
“It’s too small.” Jake stood up.
“You’re too big,” Cal told him. “Just use the main bathroom for that.”
“Cal, please.” Jake started to walk from the bathroom and stopped when his phone rang. He looked down to where it was hooked to a holder on his belt. “Excuse me.” He moved through Cal and Estelle, lifting the phone , and walking into the bedroom. He pointed to the window. “Great view.” He answered the phone. “Lt. Col Graison.” Jake peered out the window. “Who is this?” Immediately Jake spun to Cal.
Cal walked to him.
Jake’s eyes blinked several times. “Back up.” He spoke on the phone. “Who did you say this is regarding?”
Pale.
Jake’s face went immediately pale, and Cal saw it.
“Jake?” She whispered. “Is everything all right?”
Jake stared at Cal with nervousness creeping up on his face. His eyes shifted, and his mouth moved slightly. Surprise had taken him, but he quickly got a hold of himself. He nodded with closed eyes to Cal and returned to speaking on the phone. “When will you know more?” Jake asked firmly, back in military mode. “Fine. We’ll be there then. Thank you.” With a beep, Jake hung up the phone.
“What’s the matter?” Cal asked.
“Oh, nothing.” Jake put the phone away and kissed Cal on the forehead. “That was the institute.”
“What institute?” Cal asked.
“Caldwell.”
Cal’s eye widened. “What did they want?”
“There was, um . . . some papers we didn’t sign. Experiment releases or something stupid. They need us down there next week some time to finalize everything. I said we’ll be there.”
“Oh ,” Cal said nonchalantly, and moved away from Jake, never seeing the long deep breath he let out. “So.” She looked at Estelle. “I guess we’ll go. Thanks for taking time this evening to show him the house.”
Estelle looked a little dejected. “It’s a great house. But . . .” She shrugged. “At least now I know what to look for. We’ll find you something else. Maybe tomorrow we can . . .”
“Hold it.” Jake interrupted. “What do you mean find something else?”
Cal , with a crooked smile, looked at Jake. “She means find another house. You don’t like this one.”
“What , are you kidding me?” Jake said. “I love it. I want to see more.” He moved to the bedroom
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