Page 22 of Emerald Waves
The library was not small as he’d said. “You want to renovate this space? It’s massive.” I stood in the center and spun around.
“You’re welcome to utilize our library at any time.” Ionus’ offer delighted me to no end. If Caro saying his was small and Ionus was huge, I couldn’t wait to see it.
I squealed and did an excited jump. Five burly dragons stared at me. Were those fond smiles or mocking ones?
They’re happy for you, and for us, mate.
This is like all my dreams, the ones I swore would never come true all rolled into one.
Same. I’ve gone centuries certain the Goddess forgot to create the perfect mate for me. And now, here you are.
Perfect.
I was anything but that.
Don’t go there.
Old habits and all that.
Old habits die here.
“Renovations aren’t necessary. We can keep the most ancient scrolls in the horde room and this will serve perfectly for the rest of them.”
“Completely up to you. Ionus has the contractor on standby should you determine otherwise.”
Now, shall I show you our bedroom?
My face heated. When had Ionus walked away? I was so in awe of the library I’d once again zoned out as I imagined myself working inside this grand space.
Caro took my hand and led me upstairs.
“In this wing, there are four guest rooms, each with anen suite. Ignatus and Elgin are currently staying with us, but our quarters are on the other side of the house.”
There was more than enough space for everyone.
“I’d always dreamed of a family. Even though the hope for one had dwindled, I still had the house constructed with the idea thata great nursery would someday reside next to the master suite.” Caro guided open the door and the vast space took my breath away. Any child of ours would be lucky to call this room theirs.
“Wow, this is beautiful. I love the way the light shines through the windows.” Could I see this as a nursery? Absolutely, but given the fact I’d never really seen one it was harder for me to envision. Perhaps after I see Alex and Ionus the visions would come.
“And this,” Caro opened a wide set of double doors next to it, “is our private quarters.”
The bed alone was nearly the size of the living room at the archive apartment. My brain immediately went to Caro’s past lovers and how many had shared this bed with him.
No one has ever been here except for you. Not even our guests have seen this wing of the house.
Was I that transparent? Insecurity had never been my friend, though it was always present.
Sorry, I had no right.
You have every right, but rest assured that fear is all for naught.
My throat constricted, choking back emotion I didn’t dare allow to boil over.
Caro stayed in the bed chamber area while I toured the closet and restroom. There was plenty of space for my things without disturbing his. Another balcony rested off the glass doors that led outside. I imagined making love beneath the stars atop the lounge chair.
Warm emotions have flooded me. Dare I venture to think my mate was having illicit thoughts?
Perhaps. Ask me again later when we’re alone.
