Page 40 of The Tycoon
Turning her attention to the windshield, she lets out aloud gasp. Her entire body freezes as she stares at the white two-story modern colonial. This is exactly the reaction I was hoping for, she’s been rendered speechless.
“Do you like it, Dolly?” I ask, parking my truck in the driveway.
Nodding her head, she quickly unbuckles her seatbelt. I know she wants to jump out of the vehicle right this second, but she understands how serious I am about this one rule.
“Like it? Are you kidding? Iloveit!” she exclaims, her voice lifting to an almost squeal. “It’s perfect, I don’t even need to see the inside! I know this is the one!”
Her enthusiasm is contagious. I knew she would love this home, and I love the fact that she’s all in. With me, with this house, with our future. I’ve never felt more complete than I have since this pretty little thing walked into my life.
“Well, let’s go inside and make sure. This particular home builder is building a home with this plan, one street over. So, if you aren’t in love with the finishes, we can buy that one and have it custom built to your tastes,” I reply, opening my door. “We can rough it in the condo for nine months.”
I hear her snort as I close the door. I almost open it again to catch the full sound, but I’m distracted by my realtor as she walks up the cobblestoned driveway.
“Hey, Sutton, it’s good to see you!” she chirps, her heavily made up face pulling into a genuine smile.
Giving her a polite nod, I return her warm expression. Nicolette has been my realtor since I bought my first home when I turned eighteen. She has bent over backwards for me, and I will forever be grateful for her negotiation skills. I will be even more so if she can make this particular deal happen.
“Hey, Nicolette, thank you for setting this up,” I say, stepping around the back of my truck. “Just one second, I have someone for you to meet.”
Opening the passenger door, I hold out my hand to Dolly. She quickly places hers in mine and nearly jumps out of the vehicle. As soon as her ballet flats hit the driveway, she quickly tugs on the hem of her dress to make herself presentable. She’s lucky I was the only one who saw a flash of her panties. I might just have to make her wear shorts under her dresses from now on.
“Sorry, Sir,” she says under her breath, noticing the slight change in my demeanor.
Leaning down, I place a soft kiss upon her forehead. My lips linger for a moment before I give her a small reprimand.
“I’ll let it slide this time, but you need to be more careful about how you leave my truck. I’m the only one who gets to see those pretty panties. Is that understood?” I ask, my voice low so only she can hear.
Nodding her head, she reaches towards the floor of the truck for her purse. “Yes, Sir. I understand. I promise I will bemore careful from now on,” she responds, picking up the brown leather handbag.
Pleased by her answer, I wait for her to clear the truck before I close the door. Taking her hand, I lead her towards our realtor.
“Thank you, Princess. Now let’s see our house, hmm?”
Turning to look up at me, her excitement returns tenfold. As hard as she tries, she can’t help but bounce a little as she walks. I adore this little quirk of hers, I hope I always have the ability to give her a little pep in her step.
“Nicolette, this is my Dolly. Dolly, this is Nicolette,” I say warmly.
Moving to place her sunglasses on top of her head, Nicolette holds out her hand to Dolly. Her hazel eyes sparkle with approval. If she happens to notice the still visible love bites gracing her skin, she doesn’t say anything. It seems as if my Princess has instantly bewitched her just as she did with my Mama.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Dolly! Sutton tasked me to find you your dream home and I hope I have!”
Removing her sunglasses, she slips them into her handbag before shaking Nicolette’s hand. Squinting from the morning sun, she flashes her a sweet smile.
“I already know I’m going to love it! I have such a good feeling about it,” she replies.
Glancing back and forth between Dolly and me, Nicolette motions towards the front door with a flick of her head. With her cell phone in her hand, she leads us to our dream home.
“Well I just love hearing that! It really is a fantastic home. Now, just a heads up, this house just came on the market this morning. They haven’t been able to stage it yet, so it’s pretty bare. But Sutton has always been so good at being able to conceptualize his living spaces so I’m sure he will be able to flesh things out for you,” she says, pulling up her realtor app to unlock the front door’s lockbox.
Looking at me, Dolly scrunches her nose at me. Even with them squinting, I notice a flash of wickedness behind her eyes.
“He’s really,reallygood at fleshing things out with me,” she says cheekily.
Shaking my head, I chew on the inside of my cheek to keep myself from smirking. My hand falls to give her a swift swat on her ass. Not enough to hurt, mind you. But enough of one to let her know that she’s skating on thin ice.
Jumping from the love tap, she gives me an apologetic look.‘I’m sorry, Sir,’she mouths, batting her innocent eyes.
Taking off my sunglasses, I fold them closed and place them into the interior pocket of my navy-blue blazer. Meeting her gaze, I hold it as Nicolette electronically opens the doubledoors.