Page 32 of Tied to Hope
“I’ve been looking forward to seeing your face when you see my surprise.”
With less than an hour’s drive to their new house, Sir had managed, yet again, to take her impatience up a notch.
“Cruel, cruel Master…”
He stared at the road ahead, smiling to himself.
Brie figured it had to be something spectacular for Sir to be acting like this, and it made the waiting that much harder when they were stopped in a traffic jam on the highway.
Determined to show Sir an outward appearance of calm, Brie stared straight ahead with a blissful smile on her lips.
When hefinallypulled up to the house, she let out an audible sigh of relief.
“Anxious to run in there?” Sir asked.
“A patient sub wouldn’t run,” she answered.
Sir seemed to purposely take his time getting out of the car before walking over to open the door for her. She took a deep breath, keeping her blissful demeanor intact as she took his hand and got out.
But all pretense disappeared when she stood there, looking at their new house, and was suddenly overcome with emotion.
Our children will grow up in this house…
Sir told her to wait while he walked up and unlocked the door. Coming back for her, he swept her up into his arms and carried her through the doorway. “Welcome home, Brie.”
He set her down, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
It suddenly dawned on her that Sir was every bit as excited as she was, and knowing that gave her butterflies.
After Sir shut the door, he said, “Before you go searching for my gift, I’d like you to take a look at the kitchen.”
Brie had wanted to see the new counters they had picked out together and rushed over to see them. “Oh, Sir…it looks even better than I imagined,” she cooed, running her hands over the black marble countertops with streaks of white crystals running throughout. “It’s so elegant.”
“I agree. I think we did well in choosing this.”
“We will feed our army in elegance.”
“Among other things,” he added in a seductive voice. “You will look absolutely delectable splayed out on this counter.
Goosebumps rose on Brie’s skin, imagining laying on the cold counter with Sir staring hungrily at her.
Sir leaned down to kiss her lightly on the lips. “Your lesson in patience is over, téa.”
His words made her giddy. Not only was he giving her permission to run like a little kid through the house, but he had called her by her pet name, which meant a scene was in her near future.
“Thank you, Master!”
Brie let out a happy squeak as she made a beeline to the bedroom first, expecting to see some kind of fantasy suite. When she swung the doors open, she saw that it was just as it was before—an empty room with an incredible view of the ocean, except…
Sir had added a reading nook in the corner with built-in bookshelves.
“That’s lovely, Sir,” she said, trying desperately not to sound disappointed.
He smiled at her knowingly. “That’s not the surprise.”
Brie grinned, unable to hide her relief. “There’s more?”
When he nodded, she resumed her hunt. Knowing the bathroom was already a dream come true, Brie headed upstairs, taking two stairs at a time. When she arrived at the top, she saw an elegant desk in the loft, facing the view of the ocean.
