Buying The Virgin Part 1-3

Chapter 83: The Girl Who Came Back - Chapter Thirty-Nine

… and there, I see, set in the trees, tumble down and dilapidated, is an old house. Shutters hang from rusty hinges. The roof is showing daylight, and a tree grows out from the inside, reaching for the sky through a broken window. It is a sad remnant of the building it has been.

But it has been, in the past, utterly beautiful.

“It goes with the hotel,” says Michael. “The owners think it needs to be demolished. I don’t agree. Neither does James…” He swings around to my Master, inviting agreement.

“It does need a lot of work,” says my Master. “But yes, I agree, it’s worth saving.”

Hands in his pockets, Michael stands up straight, looking at me. “What do you think?”

“What do I think? Of what? You doing a renovation? Yes, fine, if it’s what you want to do… I’d not realised it was your kind of thing….”

My Master shakes his head, sucking in his cheeks. “You can lead a horse to water….”

Michael looks exasperated. “Charlotte, would you like to live here? For this to be our home?”

Home?

“I’ve never had a.…. home…”

He takes me at the waist, pulling me in, his chin resting on my head. “You can have one now. Would you like this to be it?”

Would I like it?

Oh, my God. Yes!

“Michael, I don’t know what to say…”

“’Yes’ or ‘No’ would be a good start…”

“Yes. Oh God. Yes!”

“Good. That’s decided then. I’ll put in the offer to the owners. Wait here. I’ll be back”

He strides off, leaving me with my Master. He smiles, takes my hand and kisses it. “Happy?”

Happy’s not the right word. Ecstatic

at the crumbling wreck. “Don’t get too carried away. It won’t be fit to live in for

“Can we go inside?”

had most of the floors. It really will

is interrupted by

made them the offer?” asks my

and now that there’s cash on

“There’s a surprise. I don’t think you have much competition though. They won’t find too many others willing to take it

“Michael? Master?”

turn to face

When you say ‘our’ home, you mean…

and kisses the top

all,” says my Master, “I need somewhere to live.

“You won’t?”

my old contract. Now I’m a director, I’m supposed to be able

staring at

finger, his expression concerned. “What’s wrong?

to lose the mirrored room, isn’t it.?” I

from the ashes. In fact,

*****

last evening

to miss this

where the grey sea tumbles surf over the sands. Clouds loom, threatening the first of the Autumn storms. Music plays softly in the background; some lovely, lyrical piece

daresay Richard will be happy enough to let

winds, occasionally diving into the roiling waters for

to do this evening?” asks

to just

turn. Michael is there, adjusting the volume. A melody,

with me,” he

love to,

“But...?”

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