Page 16 of Love at First Flight
He had built the kitchen to cook in, to entertain in. And it had barely seen use.
He led her to the living room with the large fireplace and the butter soft brown couches that encircled it.
His sister had helped him decorate it, and there was a large shag rug in deep brown on the floor.
Along with a few throws and pillows on the couches.
She had hung up some pictures she had found in an art show and they were painted of the mountains and forests that Raiden loved.
Then he showed her upstairs. He showed her his, -their- room first, the fireplace matching the one downstairs. Just smaller in scale.
His bed sat in the middle and he was grateful he had actually made his bed.
It had a dark brown and blue bedspread and he loved how comfy his California King bed was.
He then showed her the bathroom.
He built a shower big enough for four people to fit in.
There were multiple shower heads. One right in the middle and a few on the sides.
She saw the large tub he had put in and twirled.
He turned on the heated floors and loved that she sank down, feeling them.
He laughed when she let out a contented sigh and he scooped her from the floor.
“What do you think?” He asked and she put her head on his chest. “It’s beautiful. Perfect. Exactly what I would have built if I knew how.”
He grinned, “Thank you. I knew that my design would make someone happy. I have loved it.”
She looked up at him, “Your design?”
He nodded, “I had it in my head for months. And when I bought the land, the house on it was old and falling down in pieces. It was abandoned and I knew that it would take more work to fix up something that wasn’t what I truly wanted. So I tore it down and we built this instead. My crew and I did everything in the house.”
Her eyes were wide, “It’s beautiful. I love it.”
He took her to the large double doors that he had hidden behind some large black out curtains.
He put her down, “You haven’t seen the best part.”
He opened the doors and led her out to the large deck he had built.
It had its own firepit and some chairs.
He let Rickie pick the furniture and loved that she loved cozy and comfy things.
He did too. And the chairs out here were nothing short of comfortable.
He led her to the railing and she covered her mouth when she saw the small lake that connected his and Gunner’s properties.
It was secluded and perfect and he had the back lawn brought all the way down to the beach.
It was his favorite part of the house and he couldn’t wait to see their family out there.
He would put in a playground for them and knew exactly where it would go.
She looked up at him and melted into his arms, “This isn’t real. Stuff like this doesn’t happen to girls like me. I’m asleep aren’t I?”
