Chapter 12
Asia
My brain is spinning as I sit quietly in the passenger seat of the bouncy monster truck with Pixie's little carrier on my lap. Talon's been listening to music as he drives and seems lost in his own thoughts, as he's being unusually quiet.
So much is happening in such a short amount of time. Leaving my apartment to go stay in his family guesthouse, going house shopping in the near future, and the fact that I just unknowingly married a millionaire rock star is all leaving me a little shocked and shaken.
Talon's got me in a twist too. He's all over the place with the way he acts toward me. One minute he's acting like he doesn't like me, then the next he's coming on to me. And then telling me he's going to make sure I never live in a ghetto again, which is the sweetest, most generous thing anyone has ever said to me in my entire life.
"We're almost there," he says, breaking the silence.
We've driven way up to the White Mountains of New Hampshire, which is a gorgeous area I've only been to a few times even though I've lived in New Hampshire since I was born.
"Are we near the waterfalls?" I ask, having never been, but I've always wanted to go.
"Yeah, that's not too far from here," he says, turning the truck down a wooded street. "You like the falls?"
"I've always wanted to go but never had the chance." Kind of hard to go anywhere without a car.
"Then we'll go sometime. In the fall would be best, when the leaves turn."
"I would love that. I can never get enough of the color of the leaves."
"We'll take my camera and get some good pictures to frame and hang in the house."
I smile at him, loving that idea. "Oh, that would be cool."
"I thought so, given your decorating skills, which are much better than mine. I think I'll leave the decorating up to you."
"No, we'll do it together."
He nods as he pulls into a driveway and puts the truck in park. "Okay, together, but I'll leave the creative direction to you. And we're here."
Wow. The property is gorgeous, with perfect landscaping featuring a huge weeping willow tree on the front lawn surrounded by gorgeous flowers and shrubbery. The guesthouse is pretty big judging from the outside, and the main house it's set apart from is a huge, sprawling L-shaped brick ranch.
"Hang on and I'll come get you," he says, jumping out of the truck and coming around to open my door. I hand him Pixie in her carrier and then he holds my hand as I jump out. Getting out is much easier than getting in.
"We should really switch up the cars so you don't have to keep manually getting me in and out," I say, taking the cat carrier from him. Although, I kind of like him lifting me into the truck and being able to watch his arm muscles flex.