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“I’ve driven past this house a couple of times because I love the exterior and wanted to look inside,” I confess.
The twins and Bas chuckle from the back seat, and I look back at them.
“It’s true. She was going to stop one day and ask who the builder was. Grammy told her to just let it go.”
“Well, I’m glad you like it. Stay put. I’ll come get you and show you around.”
I watch his big body move around the truck and can’t help myself as I think of what tonight could mean for us. Once he’s opened my door and helped me down, he looks over my head and then pins me to the side of the truck. His lips take mine in a deep kiss before he lifts me up with a grip on my ass cheeks. I moan into his mouth when I feel his hard cock through both of our jeans.
“I fucking needed a taste, Syn. I can’t wait to get you naked and in my bed tonight.” His voice is deeper and vibrates through his chest against my nipples.
“I can’t wait either.” I sigh as he lowers me to my feet.
“Come on, before one of those boys comes looking for us.”
We walk hand in hand to the door and are stepping through when a large Great Dane bounds for us. The dog is black except for a patch of white on his chest. He tries to push past Trevor but stops when Trevor issues a command.
“Bane, sit,” he orders, and the dog plops down. His long legs and big body are still intimidating in this position, but it’s better than him up on all fours. “This is Bane. He’ll lick you to death unless you’re hurting the boys or Lorelei. He’ll probably become protective of you too, baby.” He takes my hand and holds it out, palm down, for Bane to sniff. I’m trying not to freak out. Bas has always wanted a dog, but this guy is a beast. He sniffs my hand and then licks it. His thick tail brushes the floor, hitting the wall in his excitement.
“That way is how you get to Lorelei’s place from the inside. It goes through the other garage.” He points to a long hall to our left. At the open door next to us, he hollers down. “Boys, call Bane.”
One of the twins calls him, and the dog takes off down the stairs. We move along the hall we are standing in, heading deeper into the house. He points out the laundry room hidden behind a door. We keep moving and he stops at a closed door.
“I’ll show you that room last, it’s ours.”
He turns to the right, to a door before “our” room. Butterflies take flight in my stomach at him calling it that.
The room he leads me into now is amazing. It’s a large great room, breakfast nook, and kitchen all in one. It has huge floor-to-ceiling windows that look out over an expansive backyard. I can even see the coast in the distance. There’s a pool, sporting equipment, swing set, and so much more back there. The grill area has a sink and small bar.
I turn back to the room and take it all in. The kitchen has an island with bar stools. All the appliances are modern and stainless steel. The breakfast nook contains a midsize table and chairs. But the great room has the largest sectional sofa I’ve ever seen. It faces the fireplace and a large screen television above it. The exposed beams give it a rustic feel that I absolutely love. All the decorations are functional and modern looking. The sectional is a deep charcoal color, perfect for kids and pets.
“What do you think?” he asks with pride in his voice. “My parents gave me access to some money they had put back for me to get this place built. After Portia left and I realized I needed help, I knew the apartment I was in wouldn’t cut it for growing boys.”
I smile at him. “I get it. This place is nice. How many bedrooms?”
“With the mother-in-law apartment, it’s a total of six. There are a total of six and a half baths too. Each of the boys has their own bathroom. Want to see?” He doesn’t wait for me to respond but drags me through the great room to the first bedroom.
“Brooklyn’s.” He points to a door facing the back of the house. Brooklyn’s name is on the door.
A door in front of us is open and I see the half bath he was talking about. He leads me back through the great room to the other side of it and shows me two more bedrooms. These have each of the twins’ names on the doors. A small hall connects them. He turns to where I saw the round window room and steps through the door. It’s a library with a large desk in it.
“This could be your office,” he says with hope in his voice, and I look up at him.
“Trevor, I don’t know if we are there yet.” I want to be, but I’m so scared.
“I know, baby. Come on.” We pass the large double door entrance to the home. “This could be a dining room.” He shows me to a room on the other side of the doors. “I use it for the boys to do their homework in.” Sure enough, there are three desks and maps with other posters on the walls. “We’d have to add a desk for Bas.” His voice clogs with emotion. “Just think about it, baby. Lorelei has been saying she wants to move out. Your mom could move into her place.”
“Give me some time.” I sigh as he pulls me into his arms for a deep kiss. He then leads me back through the house to where we started and takes me downstairs.
“Guest room and gaming room,” he says. I take in the pool table, foosball, television, and another large sofa, where the younger boys are currently playing games on a video game system.
“Are you ordering pizza?” Brooklyn asks from the recliner he’s stretched out in while playing on his phone. He looks up when his father doesn’t answer him. “Sorry, Dad. Can you order pizza?” he asks again, this time paying attention to his father and not his phone.
“Yeah, I’ll get it ordered now. Anything special you want?” Trevor turns to look at me, and I can’t hide my joy. He knows what Bas likes, but he’s asking me personally, not assuming.
“I’ll eat whatever you are getting.” I lean into him.
“Ew,” all four boys exclaim as I go up on my tiptoes to kiss his chin and feel his beard tickling my face.
