“I didn’t do anything. Yet. But I want to show you something. And I need to show you now because we have an appointment at ten and…” He stopped, clearly realizing he’d said too much.
“An appointment for what?”
“You’ll see. Come on. Let’s go.”
He paid the bill despite my protests, and we walked back to where he’d parked the truck. But instead of heading back to the lighthouse, he drove in the opposite direction.
“Where are we going?”
“You’ll see.”
“You’re being very mysterious.”
“I’m being romantic. There’s a difference.”
We drove through town and started climbing a hill on the north side of Blue Point Bay. The houses here were smaller, older, with that coastal cottage charm. And then he pulled up in front of one.
A white cottage with blue shutters. A wraparound porch with a swing. A small yard with wildflowers. And behind it, panoramic views of the ocean.
There was a “For Sale” sign in the front yard.
My heart started racing. “Dex... what is this?”
“Come look.”
He got out of the truck, and I followed on shaky legs.
He walked up to the front porch, and I noticed he had a key in his hand.
“How do you have a key?”
“The realtor dropped it with Wren yesterday.” He unlocked the door. “Come on.”
I stepped inside and my breath caught.
Hardwood floors. Big windows letting in natural light. An open kitchen and living room. Everything was a little dated but it had good bones. And the light... god, the light was perfect.
“Dex...” I walked through slowly, taking it in. “What is this?”
“Three bedrooms, two bathrooms. Small yard. And...” He led me through to the back, where a sliding glass door opened onto a deck.
The view took my breath away.
From this slight elevation, you could see clear over the neighboring houses to the ocean. Blue and vast and endless. The sound of waves drifted up on the breeze.
“Oh,” I breathed.
“Yeah,” he said softly. “That was my reaction too.”
I turned to look at him. He was watching me nervously, hands shoved in his pockets.
“Dex, what is this?”
“I’m buying it.”
My heart stopped. “What?”
“I’m buying this house. I put in an offer last night. The owner accepted this morning. That’s why I kept checking my phone. I was waiting to hear back.”
