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windows of before, Rush had installed old leaded windows with colored glass. The porch, which had been sagging and in danger of falling in at any moment when she was in high school, was now straight and simply gorgeous, with carved wood details that lent the mansion a stately but friendly personality.
She drank the lines in with her eyes. “How long was the Miller mansion uninhabited before you bought it??” she asked, turning to him finally, tearing her eyes away from the miracle in front of her.
“Ten years, although it sure looked like it’d been abandoned for a hundred,” he said with a laugh. “Birds had been nesting in an upstairs bedroom for a while, and I had to hire guys in hazmat suits to come in and clean it all out, because the ammonia from bird shit can make you ill if you breathe it in. It’s been…a hell of a project. I’d say that you’d never believe everything I did to the place, except you saw it at its worst, so I think you know exactly what I did to the place.
“C’mon,” he said, grabbing her hand, “if you think the outside is stunning, wait until you see what I did to the inside.”
He pulled her up the front walkway and into the gorgeous leaded double doors that served as the front entryway. They stepped inside and the sight literally took her breath away.
This…this was where she and Rush had screwed around in during high school?
No.
Fucking.
Way.
From the gorgeous trim work to the crown molding to the stately chandelier to the gleaming wood floors, it was like a whole new house. Fucking gorgeous house. “Was that crown molding there in high school??” she asked, astounded. It’d seemed like…well, considering their amorous activities here, and, you know, the position of her body during said amorous activities, that she would’ve noticed something like that.
Okay, maybe not. Rush was too fucking sexy and it’d been hard to remember to breathe during their fuck sessions, let alone stare up at the crown molding.
“Most of it. Some of it had deteriorated so badly or had simply fallen off completely, that I’d had to pay for a local carpenter to replicate the missing portions so I could install it to match. Then I painted the whole thing so you couldn’t tell where the replication ends and the original begins.”
Hannah looked at him and couldn’t help it - she laughed. “Oh my God, the bad boy biker did all of this. You do know that paying for replicate crown molding so you can restore your piece of shit mansion automatically takes you off the bad boy list, right?!”
“Dammit, there goes my membership to that club,” he said with a grin.
“This is just…this is amazing.”
She heard the slow clicking of nails on wood then, and looked up to see a black lab, white in its muzzle, lumber slowly into the room.
“Turbo?” she said. The dog’s tail began to wag and he moved with increased speed towards her. “Oh God, Rush, he was just a puppy during high school. I can’t believe you still have him!” Turbo nudged his nose into her hand, begging for pettings, tail going a hundred miles a minute. He didn’t seem to have arthritis there.
“I think he remembers you!” Rush said with a laugh as Hannah dropped to her knees in front of Turbo and hugged him. He licked her ear and she squealed with laughter, which only encouraged him more. She buried her face in his fur and he nosed her hair, smelling her. After all this time, he was making sure she was okay.
As she finally got up and they began to wander around the house, Turbo stayed on Hannah’s heels, never letting her leave his sight for a moment. It was obvious that he didn’t want Hannah disappearing on him again. Hannah would occasionally reach down and pet him absentmindedly, which sent his tail into a frenzy every time. Hannah loved it. She hadn’t dared to get a pet, not with her hobo lifestyle, and she hadn’t realized how much she missed having a dog until now.
They toured the house and she
She drank the lines in with her eyes. “How long was the Miller mansion uninhabited before you bought it??” she asked, turning to him finally, tearing her eyes away from the miracle in front of her.
“Ten years, although it sure looked like it’d been abandoned for a hundred,” he said with a laugh. “Birds had been nesting in an upstairs bedroom for a while, and I had to hire guys in hazmat suits to come in and clean it all out, because the ammonia from bird shit can make you ill if you breathe it in. It’s been…a hell of a project. I’d say that you’d never believe everything I did to the place, except you saw it at its worst, so I think you know exactly what I did to the place.
“C’mon,” he said, grabbing her hand, “if you think the outside is stunning, wait until you see what I did to the inside.”
He pulled her up the front walkway and into the gorgeous leaded double doors that served as the front entryway. They stepped inside and the sight literally took her breath away.
This…this was where she and Rush had screwed around in during high school?
No.
Fucking.
Way.
From the gorgeous trim work to the crown molding to the stately chandelier to the gleaming wood floors, it was like a whole new house. Fucking gorgeous house. “Was that crown molding there in high school??” she asked, astounded. It’d seemed like…well, considering their amorous activities here, and, you know, the position of her body during said amorous activities, that she would’ve noticed something like that.
Okay, maybe not. Rush was too fucking sexy and it’d been hard to remember to breathe during their fuck sessions, let alone stare up at the crown molding.
“Most of it. Some of it had deteriorated so badly or had simply fallen off completely, that I’d had to pay for a local carpenter to replicate the missing portions so I could install it to match. Then I painted the whole thing so you couldn’t tell where the replication ends and the original begins.”
Hannah looked at him and couldn’t help it - she laughed. “Oh my God, the bad boy biker did all of this. You do know that paying for replicate crown molding so you can restore your piece of shit mansion automatically takes you off the bad boy list, right?!”
“Dammit, there goes my membership to that club,” he said with a grin.
“This is just…this is amazing.”
She heard the slow clicking of nails on wood then, and looked up to see a black lab, white in its muzzle, lumber slowly into the room.
“Turbo?” she said. The dog’s tail began to wag and he moved with increased speed towards her. “Oh God, Rush, he was just a puppy during high school. I can’t believe you still have him!” Turbo nudged his nose into her hand, begging for pettings, tail going a hundred miles a minute. He didn’t seem to have arthritis there.
“I think he remembers you!” Rush said with a laugh as Hannah dropped to her knees in front of Turbo and hugged him. He licked her ear and she squealed with laughter, which only encouraged him more. She buried her face in his fur and he nosed her hair, smelling her. After all this time, he was making sure she was okay.
As she finally got up and they began to wander around the house, Turbo stayed on Hannah’s heels, never letting her leave his sight for a moment. It was obvious that he didn’t want Hannah disappearing on him again. Hannah would occasionally reach down and pet him absentmindedly, which sent his tail into a frenzy every time. Hannah loved it. She hadn’t dared to get a pet, not with her hobo lifestyle, and she hadn’t realized how much she missed having a dog until now.
They toured the house and she
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