Weekends Required (Danvers #1)(52)
“That’s fine Louise, you know I don’t mind, and I understand.” Claire thanked Suzy and gave her a hug.
Chapter Twenty Two
Jason guided her out the door and settled her back into his car. A very short ride later, he turned into a long driveway surrounded by trees. Curious as to where he lived, Claire was surprised to see a beautiful two-story craftsman style home. Jason pulled into the garage and walked around to help her out. He pointed towards a door on the far wall and said, “I normally go in that door which leads into the kitchen. We will use the front entrance though so that your first view of the house isn’t my messy kitchen.” With a smile, Claire followed as Jason led her down a flagstone walkway that curved from the garage to the front of the house.
Lights illuminated the landscape and the stunning timber peaks that framed a huge glass door. Green plants in pots gleamed against the beautiful backdrop. Jason took her arm as he led her up the steps and inserted his key into the lock.
Jason opened the door and ushered her in before him. Claire blinked as light suddenly flooded the entryway and the living area beyond. She was immediately drawn to the tall soaring ceilings with exposed beams and recessed lighting. A large modern chandelier was suspended in the middle of the ceiling giving off a soft glow. The entire front of the room was a wall of windows with a stunning view of the Atlantic Ocean taking center stage.
A fireplace surrounded by built-in cabinets flanked one wall, giving the room two distinct focal points. A comfortable looking brown leather sofa and matching wingback chairs were placed on an area rug. Beautiful oak flooring gleamed brightly under the light. Jason looked strangely nervous as he waited for her reaction.
“Jason, it’s beautiful; I’ve never seen a house like this before, and I love it.”
A smile lit up his face as if she’d just praised his child. “I designed this house and had it built. I spent so long trying to decide exactly what I wanted in a home, somewhere I would want to live forever. I put every room together piece by piece."
With a sheepish look, he said, “This house has been home since the moment I stepped inside when it was finished. I’m so glad you like it. I used to live in the penthouse above our floor at the office but now that’s usually only for visitors unless I’m just too tired to drive here. Let me show you the rest and then I’ll fix a quick dinner.”
Jason led her towards an opening to the left, and Claire entered a large, airy kitchen in a pale taupe color. A huge island dominated the center of the room with the kitchen cabinets and granite countertops running the length of the back wall. A breakfast nook was situated at another wall of glass, the beautiful view from the ocean clearly visible here as well. The kitchen island held a loaf of bread, a plate and some fresh fruit. Claire found it endearing to imagine Jason actually fixing his own meals without a housekeeper to help.
A staircase leading to the second floor was just off the kitchen, and Jason gave her a quick tour of two bedrooms. One of the rooms was being used as an office and the other a guest bedroom. Each had a bath attached. The oak floors continued upstairs as well as the taupe color on the walls.
They returned downstairs where Jason showed her a formal dining room with seating for ten and a beautiful buffet piece on the wall behind it. A round window showed a view of the front yard of the house. Going back through the living area, Jason went down a hallway and opened a door to a guest bath before continuing to the master bedroom.
If she thought the living area was breathtaking, the bedroom made it pale in comparison. After entering through a large sitting area with pale blue walls Claire thought to herself, now this is the rich guy’s man cave. A huge flat-panel television was hung above a fireplace, and a wall of windows continued here as well. A comfortable sofa and armchairs created a seating area that just begged to be enjoyed. Bookcases covered the opposite wall and were filled completely.
The bedroom was located on the other side of the wall, and the double sided fireplace served both rooms. The bed was a huge four poster made of rich cherry with a comfortable looking lighter blue comforter and pillows adorning it. Claire was happy to see that Jason hadn’t made his bed; somehow that made him seem more human. Whereas the rest of the home had a casual elegance, the bedroom and the sitting room décor were truly comfortable and homey feeling.
“You missed your calling, why aren’t you an architect? You could certainly be very successful because this house is amazing. It’s simply beautiful,” Claire enthused.
Jason looked very happy and relieved at her statement. “I’m so happy you like it; I want you to feel comfortable here."
Coming over to take her hand, Jason said, “Claire if you feel like you need some space, you’re more than welcome to use the guestroom. I would like you here with me in my bed but I’m not going to pressure you, it’s completely your decision, and I’ll respect it.”
Touched by the sincerity in his voice, Claire reached up and pulled his head down to hers, lowering her lips softly against his for a brief kiss. “I want to be with you; I need to be near you tonight.”
Jason pulled her tightly against him, her head resting on his shoulder. “I need it too. I just want to feel you in my arms, no pressure to make love. I’m going to get our suitcases out of the car. I wouldn’t mind having a quick shower before dinner, and you probably feel the same way. If you want to take the master bath, I’ll use the one upstairs.”