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“Yeah, they’re shocking,” I said, grinning as I tried to moderate my speed to control missing the potholes we met on the way down to the far end of a field. When we reached this point, the track dropped down into a valley and a medium sized private estate came into view. Two large barns stood to the left of the house and a tennis court to the other side. It also had large, manicured gardens spread out neatly to the front of the main property.
A burst of adrenaline shot through my body, causing a spike in my heart rate at the thought of how Daisy would react. I was nervous about sharing the place with her. But I felt quietly confident that I’d gotten the choice of our first house to her liking, as well as mine. The substantial, red brick building looked grand, without being too ostentatious. With five bedrooms and three full baths, it was plenty big enough for Catrina and the boys to stay whenever they visited.
Stopping the car, I turned off the engine and sat staring at the house for a moment or two until Daisy’s voice invaded my thoughts.
“Are we there yet?” she asked in a childish, whiny tone.
“Sure. Take the blindfold off,” I said with my heart in my throat again.
I stared at Daisy’s face as she peeled the material away and her eyes immediately narrowed as her brow creased in confusion.
“Where are we?” she asked, warily.
“Home… I hope. What do you think?” I gestured at the house, but kept my eyes trained on her.
“You’re thinking of buying this place for us?” she asked in an incredulous tone.
“What do you think?” I probed again.
“Jamie,” she said, sounding part amazed and part disbelieving. “It’s a bit grand, don’t you think?”
“No, it’s just a five-bedroom house. Your parents have five bedrooms, right? This one is just a wee bit bigger, but I thought it would be perfect from a privacy perspective. It took Felix and I three goes to find the place when we came to view it before. It’s only fifteen minutes from the center of Dublin. We can stay here when I’m not touring and there’s room for my relatives to visit. Do you want to see the inside?” I said in a rush. I knew I was babbling, but we were running out of time since I had bigger plans ahead.
Daisy sat staring and bit her lip like she was worried. “I don’t know how it works in the US, but here you need to make an appointment to view a house.”
“Already arranged, baby,” I said, reaching into my pocket and pulling out a set of keys.
“The estate agent gave you the keys to the place?” she shrieked in a high-pitched tone. “Bejesus, Jamie, you’d charm the knickers off a nun,” she retorted, grinned and shook her head in disbelief.
“Estate agent? You mean realtor? Don’t you know that’s one of the positive effects of being a rock star?” I asked her as I opened the driver’s door and jogged around the hood to open hers.
Daisy climbed out, linked her arm in mine, and we wandered down the small hill onto the path at the front.
“Wow, we really could live here?” she asked. The excitement in her eyes danced at the prospect.
“Would you like to?” I asked, as I dipped my head to catch her gaze.
“Hell, Jamie, that’s like asking a kid if they want to go to Disneyland.”
I smiled, and my heart rhythm slowed. “Then what would you say if I told you I’d already bought it for us?”
“Feck me,” she blurted. She stood with her jaw hanging loose as her eyes ticked over the buildings, the gardens and then to me. “Are you serious? It’s yours?”
“Ours, Daisy. It’s our house, and I’m serious. I reckoned if I was going to ask you to marry me I should at least have somewhere for us to live.”
“Oh, Jamie,” she exclaimed, as she jumped up and down and clapped her hands. “I don’t fecking know how you managed to do all the things that you’ve done behind my back.”
“Not behind your back, baby. Yes, the house is my surprise, but I’d never want to do anything negative or underhanded that would hurt you,” I replied, pulling her close and wrapping my arms around her. Daisy stared up at the house and turned her attention back to look at me.
“What did I do to deserve this?” she asked in a serious tone.
“What do you mean?”
“My life is like a movie script. I have the man of my dreams, who is batshit crazy about me for some reason I can’t fathom, and he wants to live with me for the rest of his life. I never considered myself a particularly lucky person, but I obviously did something right in a previous life or something because …” She shrugged, and tears pooled in her eyes.
“Hey, none of that or I’m not showing you the house. I’m not taking you inside our house for the first time with tears streaming down your face.”
“They’re happy tears. And if you think this is bad, just wait until you see the state I’ll be in on our wedding day.”
