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“Get used to it?”
“Yes, after last night, I know I’m not sharing you. So, like I said, get used to it.”
We stood in the middle of the hallway kissing like no one else was in the house.
“I don’t want to share you either,” she purred.
“You haven’t had to share me since the moment you walked into my office.”
Averie
“If you look out past those trees, you can see two houses.”
Samuel and I were standing on a balcony in one of the five guest bedrooms in his home. He was taking me on a tour of the house and so far, I’d seen four other guest bedrooms all with bathrooms, his office is the size of my partner’s offices and mine combined. I saw his bowling alley, movie theater, indoor swimming pool and his vintage car collection which was housed in a pristinely clean garage with polished white floors.
“Yes, I can see them.”
There were two houses in the distance. One larger than the other but both built on the colonial style.
“Torrey lives in one, and my mother lives in the other.”
“Wow. So, this is like a compound.”
“Yes. When I was released from prison, the state awarded me a nice settlement. I had a full ride scholarship to law school so, we used the money to purchase the house my mother lives in. Louis taught me how to invest and eventually, we built Torrey’s house. The land this house sits on was not ours originally. It eventually went up for sale, and I purchased it and built this house with the intention of moving mom and Torrey in here, but they like having their own so, they stayed there. Since I’m only out here a couple of weekends out the month, it would have actually been their own, but I understand.”
“I want to build my parents a house eventually. They still live in my childhood home in North County. They are content there, but I know my dad wants farm animals, and mom wants a garden, so I have been shopping around for some land.”
“I know an excellent broker. I can give you his information.”
“That would be great.”
He took my hand and led me to another room. He pushed the double doors open.
“This is my most favorite room in the house. This is my library.”
The walls were lined with floor to ceiling bookcases. Each bookcase was full of books.
“Wow, have you read a lot of these?”
“I’ve read all of them.”
I turned around to face him.
“Really?”
“Yeah, my dad encouraged me to read while I was locked up. I used reading as an escape.”
“I love reading too. When I have time, I like to read independent Authors.”
“I have a whole section dedicated to Independent and small press authors.”
I walked to one of the bookshelves and examined the titles. I had read some of these but not nearly all of them. There were books inside a glass case.
“What are these?”
“These are my first edition signed copies. I find them at auctions, or I’ve received a couple as gifts. Two of them I received from the Authors.”
“Have you ever thought about writing a book about your life?”
