Julian removes the rubber band from a second roll before opening it up. “Hm.” “What?” “Looks like you’ll get to tear down that wall between the kitchen and dining room like you wanted after all.” He points at the structural paperwork. I rub my hands together with a big, goofy smile. “Nothing gets me buzzing quite like finding out walls aren’t load-bearing.” His gaze flickers from my eyes to my lips. “What?” “You looked…” He shakes his head. “Never mind.”
