I chuckle. “I’ll forgive you, this time,” I say. “We’re here.”
Kat moves her chair back into an upright position, her eyes taking in the scene before her.
Brick pillars supporting a large double gate, surrounded by twelve-foot laurel hedges, keep unwanted eyes out.
Kat turns to face me. “Wow. Impressive entrance.”
I grin. “This was my first big purchase.”
I hit a button on my key fob, and the gates open before she can say anything else. We drive in silence. Kat stares out the window, taking in the tree-lined drive to my home and the surrounding woodland.
“Woodland? How did you get planning permission?” Kat asks.
“The land held a derelict house. It still took me quite a few years to get planning permission to rebuild, but the house itself sits on the same footprint as the original, is self-sufficient and is in keeping with its surroundings. I also employ a local team to manage the adjacent land,” I say. “It was a win-win.”
We pull up outside the large stone cabin, which I call home.
“The house that Jax built,” she says under her breath.
I park the car, and Kat is out before I can get around to open her door.
“This is stunning,” she says, staring up at the Yorkshire stone building, before turning and taking in the surrounding area.
My chest expands at her words.
I move to stand next to her, my hand resting on her lower back.
She looks up at me, her eyes sparkling.
“Are you going to show me around?”
I drop a kiss on her nose, only to have her tilt her head and claim my mouth.
I return her kiss, although I’m cautious not to hurt her.
Kat growls and pulls me closer.
When we finally come up for air, we’re both panting.
“Show me your home.”
I take her hand in mine and lead her to the front door. Unlocking it, I push it open, holding my breath as she enters the hallway.
“Oh, Jax,” she breathes. “This is beautiful.”
CHAPTER 56
KAT
Spinning on the spot, I take in the double-height space and the large wooden staircase that leads to an upstairs balcony, overlooking the entrance hall. Behind the balustrades, I can make out a number of doors that lead off to other rooms.
Jax places a hand on my lower back, my body instantly sparking to life. It’s been too long since we were alone together. I really do love my family, butpussy-blockingthey have down to a fine art.
“I’ll show you around,” Jax says, leading me towards one of the rooms to our left.
We enter what I can only assume is the main living room. It takes up one side of the house.
A large glass wall spans the length of the room, inviting the outside woodland in.
