“Me? I know nothing about how to do that.”
“You won’t be alone. I’m not throwing you to the sharks. I will help, and I have others who will walk you through it. I have full faith in you. You and I are passionate about this, about getting others out of poverty. School is only one thing I want to do. I want to do so much more. My company is good, it can be run from anywhere, and I can have the best people running it without me so I can start other companies and help people get good jobs. I have a lot of plans, Luka, and you…you inspired me. You did.”
Luka fell so in love with him at that moment, he would have married him if he could. “Together. I want to do it with you.”
“When you’re not writing, you’re going to be busy with this. Don’t worry, I have plans for you,” he said, laughing.
“Good. Good, so…being I love this house, I will probably judge the others harshly, but I’d like to see it. I need to get all this over with so we can fuck like rabbits for at least seven hours.”
“You got it. I think you might love the next place too, but you’ll see for yourself.”
He didn’t need the blindfold again and got to see the land and the sweet little ranches, cabins and the town that was as pretty as a picture.
“I know small towns are scary, but this one has a lot of gay people in it. A friend of mine recommended it. Gay sheriff, commissioner, business owners.”
“What’s it called?”
“Apishipa Creek. Isn’t that lovely?”
Luka sighed, “I wonder what it means.”
“I’ll find out for you.”
Off onto a dirt road they went, and Luka watched the trees as they stood out tall on either side of the car. “I love this. I love dirt roads.”
“I was going to have it paved.”
Luka turned on him. “Don’t you dare!”
“I thought you liked the other house!”
“Well! I might change my mind!”
Benson laughed and pointed. “Well, we’re almost there. Keep an eye out for it.”
The next cabin was only one story, but there was a small house at the back, and a huge yard with trees, hedges and a beautiful rock garden.
The house was old, the wood a beautiful silver, the porch surrounding the entire big house. “I love this.”
“I do too. I like no stairs.”
“Why?”
“I want to save all my energy for you,” he said with a wink. “Let’s go inside.”
They went inside the house, and a woman was there, smiling as they did. “Hello, gentlemen.”
Benson stepped to her and shook her hand. “Margaret, I’m Benson, nice to meet you in person. This is Luka.”
“Oh, it’s so nice to meet you both,” she said, shaking Benson’s hand and then Luka’s. “Well, what did you think of the Twin Pines property?”
“We loved it, but I am dying for Luka to see that guesthouse.”
“Of course! Let’s go out and see that now, and then you both can wander around the house and yard. I’ll be here in the living room if you have any questions.”
Benson took Luka outside again, and he saw in the back was a long yard that dropped off, and he went to that drop off and saw a view that was even more beautiful than the attic window in the other house. “Benson! This is incredible.”
“I like that it’s in steps,” he said, gazing down. “Ten feet, maybe twenty, and I think she said there was a trail over to the north there all the way down.”
