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“Hmm. Guess they must have disappeared.” Hudson shrugs innocently.
“Whatever. You totally have them, don’t you?” I accuse.
He chuckles, sliding his shirt over his shoulders, not bothering to button it once it’s on.
“So are you going to tell me where the hell we are or should I expect to hear sirens soon?”
“You’re not going to hear sirens.” I adjust the straps on my dress. “This is the house Emma and I are working on,” I say, flipping on the light switch next to the door. “ Isn’t it beautiful?” I say, gesturing around the open area before Hudson’s eyes have a chance to adjust.
He spins, looking around the space. A large family room opens to the kitchen, top of the line appliances, quartz countertops, white cabinets, all the best fixtures and details. He turns back and takes in the wall of windows he had me pressed against moments earlier. They span the entire back wall of the house. There’s a set of French doors directly in the center, where we entered. They open up to a large deck complete with a wood pathway that leads all the way to the sand.
“It’s incredible.”
“I’m gonna run to the bathroom. I’ll be right back,” I say, disappearing into the hall bathroom to quickly clean myself up.
When I re-enter the room, Hudson is standing exactly where I left him, staring out of the wall of windows to the beach.
“This is a million dollar view,” he says when I approach.
“This is my dream house.” I turn, trailing my hand along the sparkling quartz countertop as I head into the kitchen. “If I could pick one house I’d live in over all other houses, this would be it.”
“You and Emma designed this?” he asks, still looking around.
“It still needs paint and furniture and some other finishing touches, but it’s really coming together. You should’ve seen it when we started.” I smile.
I step up next to him and take his hand. “Come on, let me show you the rest.”
I pull him through the wide hallway that opens up to bonus space and then to the right where three of the bedrooms are located. After peeking into each room including two full baths, I lead him back out into the family room and around the kitchen to the other side of the house where the enormous master suite is.
Flipping on the overhead light, Hudson’s gaze instantly goes to the massive sliding door that leads out to the deck. It takes up well over half the back wall, offering the same view in the master that you get in the family room.
“It just keeps getting better.” He shakes his head as he crosses the room, stopping in front of the doors.
“Can you imagine waking up every morning to that view?”
“I can.”
I look up to see his eyes locked on me in the reflection of the glass. The intensity makes me squirm slightly.
“Just wait until you see the bathroom.” I gesture to the other side of the room and walk through a large walkway into what looks like a bathroom made for royalty.
Marble floors, tiled walls, a shower big enough to hold ten people, and a jetted tub the size of a small swimming pool are just some of the amazing features that make up the incredible space.
“We carried the quartz into the bathrooms as well.” I point to the vanity complete with two sinks before opening the door in the corner that leads to a private toilet room.
“This place is incredible, Lennon. When you said you designed houses, I wasn’t sure what that entailed. Now I’m getting it. You start with a blank space and literally design it from the ground up.”
“I do.” I smile, looking around the bathroom. “I decide what goes where and how much space to allot to each area. Where walls get built and which ones get torn down. I mean, Emma and I do it together. It’s definitely a two person show, but I think we balance each other well. She gets my vision and builds upon it and I do the same for her. Until we end up here.”
“Couldn’t you buy it if you wanted to? I mean, Emma’s dad is the one that owns it, right?” he asks, following me back out into the family room.
“If I could afford it.” I laugh, shaking my head.
“How much does a place like this go for?” he asks, seeming genuinely curious.
“Well, considering he’s selling it furnished, a million five. Maybe more. I think Jeff paid close to eight hundred thousand for it, and that was before he completely gutted it and paid to have it remodeled from the ground up. He’s probably got at least one point two invested in the property. Speaking of which...” I hold up my finger before slipping into the kitchen, ducking under the sink to grab some cleaning supplies.
Finding a pack of Windex wipes, I pull two sheets out before resealing the package and dropping it back under the sink.
