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Chapter 17

Violet

The helicopter began to slow as a massive gated two-story estate came into view. I leaned a little closer to the window and took notice of the view below me. There were tennis courts and a massive pool, complete with a swirling waterslide and rock-formation fountain. He hadn’t exaggerated when he’d said he’d gone all out with this place. It sure seemed like more house then one person could ever need. Hell, several families could easily share the house, or at least it appeared that way from the outside.

“This is it,” Dylan announced as the helicopter landed on a marked helipad.

A few minutes later, and with Dylan’s assistance, I exited the chopper. “Thank you.”

He gave me a little bow. “You’re welcome, Ma’am.”

“This place is amazing.” There was a nice soft warm breeze that caught my hair and lifted it up and around my head.

Taking my hand in his he led me across the perfectly maintained grass toward the back entrance to the house. It was becoming very natural to walk hand in hand with Dylan, like we were meant to be together. “I know. I fell in love with the place from the first moment I’d seen it.”

“I bet. I will admit, I do feel bad that we skipped out on the resort a few days early. Zack spent a lot of money on that vacation for us.”

“Zack wouldn’t care. Besides, he’s having a great time with his new brother and the family. A couple nights that weren’t used is the last thing on his mind, I imagine.”

“I suppose you’re right.” There was still a faint feeling of guilt, though I couldn’t say for sure if the guilt was over leaving or that Dylan and I were taking our relationship to the next level and seemed to be leaving Zack behind.

“He’ll join us when he’s ready,” Dylan said, as if reading my mind.

“What? What are you talking about?” I was a bad liar and with each day that we spent together he was having an easier and easier time reading me.

He stopped walking just as we reached the back door of the house and stood before me. He traced my jawline with his index finger. Closing my eyes, I sighed, savoring the feel of him touching me. Then his lips brushed mine and I released the breath I’d been holding. Just as I prepared for a deeper kiss his lips were gone. Confused, I opened my eyes to see him smiling down at me.

I blushed. “Why are you staring at me?”

“Because you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met.”

The heat in my cheeks intensified. “I think you’re overstating.”

“I promise you I’m not.”

Looking down at the ground between my feet, I replied. “Thank you.” We hadn’t exchanged “I love you’s” yet, but I felt it, and I knew he did as well. Though there was a piece of me that belonged to Zack, too, and I wasn’t sure if I’d be able to get rid of it, no matter how in love I was with Dylan.

“Let’s go check out the house, shall we?”

“Yes.” He stepped before me and punched in the code to the door, followed by a quick scan of his fingerprint. The red light next to the keypad turned from red to green and there was a distinct click of the lock being disengaged.

Opening the door, Dylan stepped aside and waved me inside before him. As I walked through the threshold, the lights immediately came on, illuminating a massive state-of-the-art kitchen, with a gold and brown color scheme.

“This is an amazing kitchen.”

“Do you cook?”

I laughed. “That’s a bit of a trick question.”

“Why do you say that?”

“There’s a difference between being able to cook and cooking food that’s edible.”

Laughing with me, he nodded. “Okay, I’ll give you that much. Luckily enough we can afford to hire a cook.”

We can afford to hire a cook… We… We hadn’t talked about the idea of me moving into this house since the day he’d mentioned it over a week ago. I was starting to think it was just one those things people say in the heat of the moment.

“Come on, we’ve got a lot more of the house to check out.”

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