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“How far are we from this spectacular place you want me to see?”
“It’s just up there.” He smiled and pointed at the mountain that stood tall behind the town.
I didn’t see anything.
The snow was gone, so he drove up the mountain with ease, and within fifteen minutes, we were pulling up to a very secure steel gate. Brick hit a button on the visor, and the gate opened.
“Welcome home, Amelia.”
My mouth just dropped open. “What?”
He laughed. “That cabin was just my getaway place. This is where I live and where you’ll live with me.”
Discovering where Brick really lived, my head was swirling, and my pulse was racing, overstimulated by my emotions.
He drove up the long driveway that went around the side of the mountain until we reached the very top, and everything opened up around us. The rock walls and trees disappeared to reveal a mansion, but not just one of those ‘small’ mansions a governor or a senator might live in. This was a fucking palace.
OMFG!
There were stone pillars going up four stories, the marble walls gleamed in the late morning sunlight, and there were windows all over the place. I just couldn’t take it all in.
The drive curved, so we’d come up behind the mansion, which tapered down to a hidden little mountain valley. Between the trees were two square pools with waterfalls flowing into them below. And the mansion itself was a single gigantic glass-and-marble structure with a soaring tower that seemed to go up into the clouds. But that was only because we were up so high.
Brick slowed down, then stopped the car.
I turned to him with an awestruck face, my jaw still hanging open, and I was jittery in my seat. “Are you kidding me? You own a palace? I thought you just lived in the cabin.”
“Nope. This place is hidden away here at the top of the mountain,” Brick explained.
I turned back to the house again, seeing wrought iron pieces at the base of the huge windows that must reach from the floor to the ceiling on the top floors.
“It’s mind-blowing and beautiful, and oh my God, you live here?” I gasped, looking at him as he came to a stop.
Then I froze.
Because in front of the mansion, there was a little courtyard with stone benches and a fountain. And sitting on one of those benches was an older man with silvery hair dressed in a black suit with something in his arms—a tiny, chocolate colored puppy with a red ribbon around her neck.
“Brick?”
“What, babe?” he asked, getting out of the truck and coming around to take my hand. “Oh, you mean Mike? Yeah, he’s one of my guys, don’t worry.”
“The puppy, Brick?” I dropped his hand and rushed to the small dachshund with the most beautiful brown eyes I’d ever seen. “Oh, can I hold her?” She just looked like a girl dog.
“Sure, I believe she’s yours.” Mike handed the puppy to me. The poor little thing wiggled up into my neck, then my hair, whimpering away.
“Brick? Is she mine?” I asked, my eyes hopeful.
“Of course, she is. I wanted to give you a little friend to share the new mansion with as you both get settled into your new home.”
I could have cried with joy, but instead, I took her little body out of my hair and looked down at her. “You are the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. What’s your name?” She just looked up at me with those eyes, and all I could do was hold her to my chest and make silly little sounds of adoration.
“I don’t think she has a name yet. Sir, if you’ll excuse me, I’ll get your bags and bring them in.”
“Thanks, Mike, for getting the puppy and the bags. Amelia is already in love,” Brick murmured to the retreating man.
“My pleasure, sir,” Mike said.
Brick guided me and the puppy into the house.
