Adrenaline (Speed Series Book 2)(73)



With a smile, I said, “If she wants. For all I know, she might want to move into an apartment in Waco. She really loves her job at the university.”

“Oh wow. Does she know, I mean have you told her about wanting to sell your house?”

I felt guilty that I had kept Paislie in the dark, but I really wanted to surprise her with this new adventure we were about to take.

“I have. I was just waiting to make sure the sale of the new house went through.”

Her hands came up to her face as she said, “Okay wait. Malcolm you have my head spinning. You’ve already purchased a house? Don’t you think I might have wanted to have some sort of say in that? I mean, if we’re getting married, I’d kind of like to be a part of the big decisions.”

My heart was pounding in my chest as I nodded my head. “You’re right and I normally wouldn’t have kept you in the dark like this. But I knew you’d love the house. Everyone knew you would.”

“Wait. How many people know about you selling your house?”

Oh. Shit.

“Um . . . just a few people.”

I jumped up and reached for Paislie’s hands, pulling her to me. Deuce stretched and went to the door and waited for someone to open it. “Come on. I’ll show you the new house.”

“What?” Paislie said as she glanced around the room at everything. “What about all of this? The fire?”

Walking up to the fire, I hit a switch and it went out.

“Holy crap! That was gas? I’d have never have guessed,” she mindlessly said.

“Come on!” I was sure she could hear the excitement in my voice as I dragged her to the front door while Deuce barked.

“The food!” she called out as I laughed.

“That’s what I pay Janet for.”

Paislie rolled her eyes and pulled me to a stop. “Malcolm Wallace. We can clean up our own mess. Let’s go back in there and take care of it so Janet doesn’t have to deal with it.”

My smile faded. “You’re serious?”

Folding her arms over her chest, she nodded. “I most certainly am.”

“But, Paislie—”

Holding up her hand to quiet me, she replied, “Malcolm, just because you’re used to being waited on, I’m not. I don’t want Janet to think I’m going to take advantage of her, especially now that we’re engaged. Now come on, let’s go back in and pack up the food.”

I could see the spit and fire in her coming out and I loved it. It would be hard for me not relying on Janet to take care of almost everything in my life, but I knew Paislie was right. It was time I stopped relying on everyone else.

Fifteen minutes later, I placed the basket and quilt in the back of the truck. “What about the flowers?” she asked.

“I’ve already made arrangements to have them delivered to a local nursing home.”

I could see something move over her face as she gave me that goofy smile. Biting her lip, she asked, “Are you sure we have to go see the house? I’m thinking maybe we should keep celebrating our engagement.”

With a laugh, I took her hand in mine as we walked down the path and toward the large castle looking house. “Oh, I’ve been wanting to get a better peek at the house! I hope the next time the Russell’s are in town maybe they’ll invite us over for a dinner party!”

“Oh, I think you might be getting a better look sooner than you think,” I said as I tried not to smile from ear to ear.

I continued to walk to the house as Paislie said, “Malcolm, I thought you were taking me to the house you bought?”

We stopped at the front door and stood there.

“So, are you going to tell me why we’re just standing here?”

My heart was racing. “We’re waiting.”

Her eyes darted back and forth from the front door to me. “O-okay. Waiting for what?”

The door flew open and Sophie ran out. “Uncle Malcolm! Paislie!”

Sophie ran right into my arms as I hugged her and kissed her. “Can I tell her?”

We both looked at Paislie as she stood there stunned and confused as hell. “Sure you can, princess,” I replied as I kissed her cheek.

“Paislie! This is your new house!”

The color drained from Paislie’s face. “Come again?” she asked as Sophie looked at me with a confused face.

“What does that mean?” she asked as I threw my head back and laughed my ass off.

When I finally stopped laughing, I looked at the love of my life and said, “Welcome home, Paislie. The first two floors belong to us and the top two belong to Emmit, Adaline, and Landon.”

“And the new baby!” Sophie cried out.

I kissed Sophie on the cheek and put her down. “Yes, and the new baby.”

Paislie closed her eyes and shook her head as if clearing her thoughts. “Wait. Hold on, you bought this house?” She pointed back to the house and asked again, “This house? As in . . . the house that belongs to the Russell’s?”

“Yes, but the house belongs to us. Emmit and I bought it, along with the vineyards.”

She sucked in a surprised breath. “The vineyards?”

“Yep,” I said with a nod of my head. “Emmit and I formed a corporation together.” Wiggling my eyebrows, I said, “We’re in the business of wine grapes now. And hopefully, olive oil.”

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