Page 15 of Love at First Flight
As soon as they were outside, she cupped his face, “Did you really mean what you said?”
He looked into her eyes, those dark green irises so intense as he nodded, “I meant every word. You are my Fairy. The girl I have wanted to find since I was a little kid. I used to pretend that girls were gross and I was right. Some girls are.”
She laughed and he went on, “But you? You are it for me. The one person to complete me, body and soul. To heal my heart that has never been whole. To make it finally beat, to give me a full breath. I feel like I didn’t know what I was missing until I saw you. And I don’t regret a single second of waiting. Because I got you as my reward.”
She felt the truth of his words even as she searched his eyes. They too held nothing but honest sincerity in their depths.
“So, where do we go from here?”
He laughed, “From here, I will do everything in my power to make you mine. To claim you and give you everything you have ever dreamed of.”
She kissed him, his full lips begging for hers.
She ran her hands over his hair, grasping the strands tightly as he kissed her.
Someone whistled at them and Raiden broke the kiss and he put her in his truck and drove them to his house.
He wanted to show her where she would be living and hoped she would love it.
As they pulled into his driveway, it was lined with beautiful oak trees and was what made him want the property in the first place.
Though he tore the first house down, and built the house he had in his head for months.
She let out a gasp and he could see her leaning forward, wanting a better look.
As they pulled up to his house, she let out another sound of awe.
“You live here?”
He smiled, “Nope.”
She whipped her head around and his smile widened. “We live here.”
She laughed, “You are incorrigible.”
He smiled again, “That is so true.”
He pulled into the large 4 car garage he had built and helped her from his truck.
As soon as the door was shut, he claimed her mouth in a kiss.
Then he laced their fingers together. “Come on, I will give you a tour.”
She nodded eagerly and he opened the garage door that led to his house.
Their house. It opened to a large mudroom with several built in cubby’s, a bunch of hooks and things to hang up jackets, coats and other things.
There was also a small built in space of drawers. It was where he stored his gloves, scarves and hats. Not that he used many gloves, but sometimes it did get cold.
She was looking around, her eyes wide.
The tile was dark, and looked like wood. It was all throughout the lower levels of the house and he loved how easy it was to clean.
It was also sturdy. Not breaking or chipping.
Then he led her into the large kitchen. She let out a gasp when she saw the large island in the middle, with its own tiny sink and the dining room table hooked to the back of it with a large rounded bench that worked as the barstools.
The wood matched the floor and she ran her hand lovingly over the granite top and the wood of the counters.
