Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 88456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
“Do you want to go in and look at it?”
I peeked up at him. “You know the best part is coming, right?”
“You mean the part where we make love in every single room?”
“No, but that will be a lot of fun too. The best part is decorating it! I have so many ideas!”
Bryson tossed his head back and laughed. “I am leaving that up to you. The only room I want to have a say in is the theater room, and my man cave slash library.”
I rolled my eyes but couldn’t wipe the smile from my face. “What are you doing here? I thought you had private lessons today.”
Bryson had been officially working with the Big Sky Baseball Club for the past few weeks or so and had been in heaven. And Josh and Nathan had both improved so much simply from having Bryson not only for private lessons, but being able to head outside after a family dinner or game night and toss the ball back and forth with him. It hadn’t taken Bryson long to fit in with the family. Everyone adored him and treated him no differently than they would any other guy I would have been dating. Of course, Brock had him help with delivering a calf, and that encounter made Bryson think twice about whether he wanted to raise cattle. And my father was hell-bent on getting the man I loved up on a bull. Bryson’s only saving grace was that his shoulder wasn’t completely healed. I wasn’t sure how long that excuse would last, though.
“I finished up early and saw Josh with his hitting coach. He told me you were driving up to take a peek at the house…without me!”
Feeling my cheeks heat, I looked away for a second before focusing back on Bryson. “I was nervous about it. I mean, I know we’ve seen it being built, but I honestly still can’t wrap my head around the fact that I helped this come to life.”
Bryson looked past me and at the house. “Come on, let’s go inside. The cleaning crew left about two hours ago. They texted me when they finished.”
Drawing in a deep breath, I nodded and took Bryson’s outstretched hand. We walked up to the steps that led to the front porch. Large river rocks formed the columns that outlined the steps. The logs were not the typical round logs you saw on log homes but instead had been cut into squares. I loved the look it gave the house and made it appear older instead of a brand-new build. The dark tan metal roof was another one of my favorite things about the house.
“What do you want to do with the front porch?” Bryson asked as we stopped and looked at the large area.
“Well, it has a beautiful view of the open pastures. I can picture us sitting out here in the morning drinking coffee. Or watching a storm over the Sapphire Mountains, maybe.”
His eyes looked out over the open pastures to the mountain range in the distance. “I like that idea. What about a porch swing? I could see one on the end over there.”
Turning to look where Bryson was pointing, I nodded. “I love that idea!”
The double black iron doors opened, and we stepped into the large foyer, took off our coats, and hung them up. A closet was on either side, with one containing a design my mother created for shoes and boots. To the left after the closets was a half bath. My mother had picked out the wallpaper, and Anna had picked out the flooring. I had loved watching my mother and Bryson’s mother work together on little projects for the house. When Bryson had asked me if I minded if our mothers designed the half bath, I almost cried. It was so sweet and kind of funny he didn’t trust them with a full bathroom design.
Beyond two large wooden doors to the left was the theater room. Bryson was already making plans for baseball watch parties. The staircase was opposite that room, and the large family room was beyond that. The back wall was floor-to-ceiling windows with a stunning view of the Bitterroot Mountains. The large eat-in kitchen was to the left, and the main bedroom was to the right. One of my favorite rooms was the large mudroom, and opposite that, the large laundry room.
“Let’s head to our bedroom.”
Smiling, I let Bryson take my hand and lead us to the large owners’ suite. There was a fireplace against the family room shared wall. Bryson had pushed that wall out and added a sunroom sitting area with floor-to-ceiling windows that gave you the same view as the family room. It was beautiful, and I could see a large reading chair tucked into one of the corners.