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I can see by the look on her face when we walk inside that it’s lackluster.
“You have this huge house, with all of these beautiful amenities, and this is the closet?”
I look around at the simple shelves and rods for hanging clothes. It’s plain and not enormous, but I have that in Manhattan. I don’t need a lot of clothes here.
“It’s just a closet,” Jake says with a shrug. “What’s the big deal?”
“I have so much to teach you,” I mutter as Polly stares at him in shock.
It occurs to me that when she was here that one and only time, she literally only saw the bedroom, bathroom, and entrance in and out of the house. She didn’t even make it to the closet.
She would have, had she not run out on me.
“Have we seen everything?” she asks.
“No,” Jake and I say in unison.
“There’s still a guesthouse, the garage, and the stables.”
“Don’t forget the roof,” Jake says.
“What happens on the roof?” Polly asks.
“We’ll show you.”
CHAPTER SEVEN
POLLY
Following behind Ryan on the way up the stairs, I can’t help but admire his ass. We’re in blue jeans because we’ll be on horses today, and his fit snugly and just perfectly around his sexy-as-hell butt.
He opens a door and leads me out onto a beautiful balcony that sits on the back of the house, tucked into the gables so it’s not really visible from below. But it’s also not open to the air.
It’s glassed in.
And sitting in the center is the biggest telescope I’ve ever seen. All chrome and shiny and intimidating.
“You explain it,” Jake says. “I have to change and get ready for the others.”
He hurries back down the stairs, and Ryan turns to me, watching me with those intense hazel eyes.
“This isn’t Jake’s jam. It’s mine.”
“What am I looking at here?”
He tucks his hands into his pockets and looks around. “This is the most high-powered, state-of-the-art telescope you can get without having to be in an astronomical observatory.”
He picks up an iPad and presses a button, and the glass roof opens, and I feel my eyes widen in surprise.
“Whoa.”
“The glass is heated, so even in the winter, I can sit in here and study the sky.”
“Ryan.” I walk around and let my hand graze over beautiful plush orange cushions on chairs arranged for staring out at the view around the house. “This is all just incredible.”
“I spend a lot of time out here.” He shrugs, but I see the vulnerability in his hazel eyes as he watches me prowl around this amazing space. “Well, as much as I can.”
“Do you ever sleep?”
