"I do too," she admitted. Blues and purples, they were her favorites.
Jules didn't intend to elaborate, to tell him about her vision, but then his lips were at her ear, and he was whispering. She shivered and pulled her lower lip between her teeth. "Just..." she began, hedging as she tried to decide how much to tell. "There was an adorable turquoise house with lots of rounded features on a plot of land with a lovely garden in a neighborhood with equally unique houses."
There was no way she was going to tell him that she'd seen herself there, pregnant with his child. It was just too much to wrap her mind around yet, and she needed time to try to sort out what it meant.