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“Here,” Dec announces before pulling my blindfoldoff.
“What the…?” I ask as I spin around and take in my surroundings. “But this is…Oh my God. He has, hasn’t he?” I ask, but Dec doesn’t say anything. Instead, he grabs my hand and pulls me towards a bank ofelevators.
I walk alongside him as my mind spins. While we wait for the doors to open, I look back at a hotel entrance hall I’m very familiar with. It’s perfect and exactly as Idesigned.
Dec hits the button for the top floor and butterflies erupt in my stomach because when I’m usually heading to the top floor of a hotel, there is one person up there—or at least hisroom.
“Shit,” I whisper as I wipe my sweating palms on the fabric of myskirt.
“Are you okay?” Dec asks. It’s not very often he hears meswear.
“I don’t know,” I admit. “It depends on what I’m about to find.” He winks at me but saysnothing.
When we are stood outside of what I presume is the penthouse, I let out a huge breath to try to steady myself. I could be wrong about what’s inside, but I’m pretty sure I’mnot.
“Lilly, you’re shaking. Are you sure you’reokay?”
“Just open the door,Dec.”
He does as I say and the door flies open to reveal plush cream carpet, a gorgeous oak unit and a huge mirror inside the entryway to the suite. Dec once again grabs my hands to get me to move. He slowly pulls me through the entrance to a living area. Just like downstairs, it is exactly as I designed it. Every piece of furniture, every colour and fabric… it’sperfect.
My heart drops a little when I realise the living room is empty. That is, until Dec coughs loudly as if announcing our arrival and starts moving towards a closeddoor.
My eyes automatically shut as he reaches out for the handle. When I open them, I find exactly what I was expecting. Lucas is stood in the most stunning bedroom I think I’ve ever seen. My hands come up to cover my mouth as tears begin to stream down mycheeks.
In no time at all, Dec has left my side and I’m being wrapped in Lucas’arms.
“It wasn’t meant to make you cry,” he whispers in my earsoothingly.
“Lucas, it’s…it’s incredible. How didyou—?
“I took copies of your designs one night when you wereasleep.”
“Thehotel?”
“It’s what I was doing while I was away,” he admits. “Once I realised I’d made a catastrophic mistake I thought maybe I should do something to show you how serious I am about us.” He places a hand on my belly. “So I found this place for sale and worked my arse off to get it ready for you. I want everything perfect for our family, and that includes you being near yourbrother.”
“You want us to movehere?”
“That’s what I was thinking. How amazing will it be for these two to grow up by the sea? We can have birthday parties on the beach, Dec can teach them to surf…” he continues to paint this amazing picture of our future and I can’t help but get carriedaway.
“That all soundsamazing-”
“But?” he adds forme.
“I’m sorry, but I’m not bringing two kids up in a hotel.” I look over his shoulder at the two cots that sit at one side of thebed.
“There’s more. Come on.” He takes my hand and once again I’m being pulled along behind him with no idea where we’re going. I’m almost disappointed that I don’t get a chance to check out the rest of my designs, but the anticipation of what’s next distractsme.
“This is for you,” Lucas announces as he pulls into a driveway. I look up to my left at the dilapidated house sat into the cliffside, with incredible seaviews.
“What?”
“This house, it’s for you. Do whatever you wish to it to make it our home. We’ll move in here once it’sdone.”
“You’rekidding.”
“Nope,” he says, holding the keys out forme.
