“Cute place.”
“Thanks, I really love it here. There is an amazing view of the lighthouse and the beach. That drew me more than anything did. Let me give you the grand tour, not that you could get lost or anything.” She laughed, took his hand and led him through the house. The walls were all white with decor and furnishings adding the splashes of color and personality. The only room whose walls were not white was Willa's bedroom. It was at this point Tate realized it was the only bedroom in the house and suddenly the color of the walls seemed irrelevant.
"So just the one bedroom?" he quietly asked.
