She needed to get off work at four if they were going to get his apartment finished before Saturday unless he was greatly exaggerating the mess they were facing. He picked up dinner on the way home and they ate, and then headed to his place. She steeled herself for the mess she feared was waiting. She wasn’t a neat freak, but she didn’t tend to like huge disgusting messes and that’s what she feared she was facing. After he’d opened the door, she was stunned to see just how bad the mess was inside. Sarah was right. He was a slob! He’d been good about keeping things picked up after himself at her place, but maybe he was just trying to keep from offending her. Would she still have married him if she’d seen this first? Yeah, she would have. But she’d have grumbled a bit. He had the same floor plan she had, but his apartment was flipped from hers. She sighed heavily. “Garbage bags?”
