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ground.
"It's a miracle." I was being dramatic and I knew it, but heights had that effect on me. "Just promise me that on the ride back, you give me something strong that'll knock me out."
"Fine," he laughed. "Now come on, the car is waiting."
Chapter 9
The car pulled up to the destination, and I couldn't believe it. I looked over at Blake and he was just smiling. How could he be so calm and make plans like this so easily? I guess it came with the money.
"Are you excited?" His grin showed that he really was pleased with the effort he put into this surprise.
"I'm... speechless."
"Considering we did ten years of strictly talking, that's saying a lot," he joked, and I playfully hit him on the arm.
"It's so beautiful here." I was still looking out the window. The crisp air hit me and I breathed it in deeply. It was so refreshing. The driver made his way to my door and I locked it before he could open it.
"I thought you were excited."
"Blake!" I looked at him wild-eyed. "I don't have the right clothes for this weather."
He was silent for a second. Suddenly, he erupted with laughter.
"Don't worry, I have everything covered." His door opened and the driver was on the other side.
"How could you-" possibly know my size? I wanted to ask, but stopped myself. I just nodded my head knowingly. Blake has this way about him where he's in control of all things at all times. Of course he'd know everything about me.
It took a while for my shoes to get used to the snow of Colorado. I didn't want to slip and fall but it was so gorgeous out here that I could hardly pay attention to my steps.
We were walking up to the largest log cabin I'd ever seen in my life. Even though it was set in the middle of nature, it exuded luxury. It looked like one of those houses you'd see on one of those reality TV shows. You know, the ones where you're not really paying attention to the people on the screen because you're too busy looking at the furniture and the decor. When I told him that joke, he seriously nodded his head and said maybe he should rent it out to some networks. I started to laugh but when I saw the color of his eyes, I knew he was serious. Can't blame him for wanting to make a little bit more money off of this place. The high ceilings, the decadent furniture, and the huge fireplace alone made you think that you were on the set of some cheesy soap opera.
"This place..." I looked around. "This place is so breathtaking."
"Yes. Now let me guide you to your room."
"My room?" I asked, confused. "Aren't I staying in your room?"
"Of course. That goes without saying. But I know how you women get. You want to come in, take a bath, eat something light, and maybe a little nap. I just thought it would be nice for you to have the option of having your own space."
"Oh."
"But understand that at the end of the night, your place is in my bedroom." I chuckled as a warmth spread through my core and even lower, and he laughed right after. "Now go take your shower, there's a change of clothes in your room, and after dinner...we're going to have some fun outside."
"You've done this before?"
"No, I've thought about doing this before, I just had no one special to do it with. Now, please go get ready."
The grand bedroom had stunning cherry wood furniture all over the place. The bathroom that was attached looked like it could fit at least the two of my bathrooms easily. After my shower, which somehow seemed even more relaxing and luxurious than the ones I tended to take at Blake's loft, I got dressed and headed toward his bedroom. He was standing up, looking in the mirror, fixing his outfit. I walked over to him but stopped short when I realized he was on a call using his speaker phone.
"Mr. Slate, Ms. Madison has left several messages for you."
"Has she?" There was a smirk across his face.
"Yes, sir," the woman, who I can only
"It's a miracle." I was being dramatic and I knew it, but heights had that effect on me. "Just promise me that on the ride back, you give me something strong that'll knock me out."
"Fine," he laughed. "Now come on, the car is waiting."
Chapter 9
The car pulled up to the destination, and I couldn't believe it. I looked over at Blake and he was just smiling. How could he be so calm and make plans like this so easily? I guess it came with the money.
"Are you excited?" His grin showed that he really was pleased with the effort he put into this surprise.
"I'm... speechless."
"Considering we did ten years of strictly talking, that's saying a lot," he joked, and I playfully hit him on the arm.
"It's so beautiful here." I was still looking out the window. The crisp air hit me and I breathed it in deeply. It was so refreshing. The driver made his way to my door and I locked it before he could open it.
"I thought you were excited."
"Blake!" I looked at him wild-eyed. "I don't have the right clothes for this weather."
He was silent for a second. Suddenly, he erupted with laughter.
"Don't worry, I have everything covered." His door opened and the driver was on the other side.
"How could you-" possibly know my size? I wanted to ask, but stopped myself. I just nodded my head knowingly. Blake has this way about him where he's in control of all things at all times. Of course he'd know everything about me.
It took a while for my shoes to get used to the snow of Colorado. I didn't want to slip and fall but it was so gorgeous out here that I could hardly pay attention to my steps.
We were walking up to the largest log cabin I'd ever seen in my life. Even though it was set in the middle of nature, it exuded luxury. It looked like one of those houses you'd see on one of those reality TV shows. You know, the ones where you're not really paying attention to the people on the screen because you're too busy looking at the furniture and the decor. When I told him that joke, he seriously nodded his head and said maybe he should rent it out to some networks. I started to laugh but when I saw the color of his eyes, I knew he was serious. Can't blame him for wanting to make a little bit more money off of this place. The high ceilings, the decadent furniture, and the huge fireplace alone made you think that you were on the set of some cheesy soap opera.
"This place..." I looked around. "This place is so breathtaking."
"Yes. Now let me guide you to your room."
"My room?" I asked, confused. "Aren't I staying in your room?"
"Of course. That goes without saying. But I know how you women get. You want to come in, take a bath, eat something light, and maybe a little nap. I just thought it would be nice for you to have the option of having your own space."
"Oh."
"But understand that at the end of the night, your place is in my bedroom." I chuckled as a warmth spread through my core and even lower, and he laughed right after. "Now go take your shower, there's a change of clothes in your room, and after dinner...we're going to have some fun outside."
"You've done this before?"
"No, I've thought about doing this before, I just had no one special to do it with. Now, please go get ready."
The grand bedroom had stunning cherry wood furniture all over the place. The bathroom that was attached looked like it could fit at least the two of my bathrooms easily. After my shower, which somehow seemed even more relaxing and luxurious than the ones I tended to take at Blake's loft, I got dressed and headed toward his bedroom. He was standing up, looking in the mirror, fixing his outfit. I walked over to him but stopped short when I realized he was on a call using his speaker phone.
"Mr. Slate, Ms. Madison has left several messages for you."
"Has she?" There was a smirk across his face.
"Yes, sir," the woman, who I can only
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