Page 15 of Family Bonds: Coy & Angel

Man, things were progressing faster than she thought since Angel was inside Coy’s house the very next day.

Not that he was going to be here by the sounds of it. Or that she was here for the reason that she’d like to be.

But it was a start and she’d take anything she could get.

“Come in, everyone,” Spencer said, opening the front door wide. She should have expected to see such a grand house by the water.

She was still blown away by it.

It seemed to be a mixture of old and new from the outside. As if it was an older home with additions to it.

“You seem right at home here,” her mother said to her brother.

“I’m here enough,” Spencer said. “I’ve got my own room and all.”

Her brother was smirking and opened the door wider for them to go in. “The size is deceiving,” Angel said.

From the outside, it looked to have been a small cottage, maybe even one story and an upper floor added on, but now she could see back quite a bit into the home. There was a wall of glassand the water in the distance. He was high up so had a nice view of the water between here and Plymouth.

“It’s changed a lot since he bought it,” Spencer said. They followed her brother to what looked to be an addition. “This was added on about five years ago. This was just a small cottage. Maybe twelve hundred square feet or so. One story with an attic. He had his brother build up to double the size and then doubled it back here too. But as you can see, a lot of it is open to the ceiling in here.”

“Geez,” she said. “Why would he need this much room?”

Spencer shrugged. “Why not? Lots of walls were knocked down to rearrange things. The rooms had been small prior. I can give you a tour if you want.”

“No,” her mother said. “No reason to invade his privacy like this.”

Spencer shrugged. “Doesn’t matter to Coy. I’ve got a suite upstairs. These ceilings only go up about three-fourths of this area. Over there is my suite. It has a balcony off it too.”

“I would think that would be the primary,” his father said.

“He’s got the primary on the first floor,” Spencer said. “Which goes out on the deck too. He has a beach down the slope. Not hard to get to, but you have to walk the stairs down.”

Angel moved over and opened the glass doors. Spencer came next to her and pushed them out like an accordion.

This was just too much for her.

She knew Coy had family money, but damn, it was pretty intimidating and something she hadn’t put a whole lot of thought in.

“That’s so pretty,” she said, looking at the landscaping around and the beach on the way down.

“It’s nice to sit out here at night or go down by the water and have a fire.”

“I bet,” she said. “This first floor is pretty open.”

The kitchen flowed into a dining room off to the side and then the massive family room. All three of those rooms had a view out the windows and high ceilings.

She was assuming to the left was the primary suite that Spencer talked about, but she didn’t see a door. It was her hope to see that room one day but not when her parents were here.

When they came in the front door she’d seen what looked to be a formal living room that probably never got used and then a hallway with a few doors.

Most likely his office, maybe another bathroom or laundry room.

The stairs were back here too.

“The upstairs has four bedrooms and three full baths,” Spencer said.

“That’s a lot,” her mother said. “Does he clean them all?”

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