Sam exhales, and I laugh. Troy has always been a heartbreaker, and he did do some modelling in the day. The bastard really is overly good-looking.
“Look, I get it,” I say. “Gorgeous and wealthy.”
“And dark, broody, tall, and commanding,” she adds.
I don’t mind it, and I know what we have is unbreakable.
“So, why is Troy single again?”
As we exit the gates and drive beach-side, I’m slow in replying. “Likely this, I guess.”
I rub my chin to think as Sam adjusts her flapping red scarf.
“To build a media empire, you need guts, drive, and ambition. You also need this.Time.That means little to no time for relationships, hobbies, or time wasting. It’s likely why so many pals at the top of media are single, or are until they meet the one.”
We share a look as we stop at the Hampton lights. I raise a brow. “Sound familiar?”
Sam winks and holds our two pups up. “Isn’t daddy clever when he’s asked a simple question?”
We both laugh as we turn right and head north. I love the Hamptons and NYC, but it’s nice to head awayfrom the masses, and gethome.
As we drive north,we debate the pups’ names. Samantha says we should name one each, and I agree. Before I can say anything, Sam says the word, “Tusk.”
I nod, long and slow.
I’m the least emotional guy I know, but it hits me, and hard.
Sam pulls me close as she keeps the pups warm in her Burberry coat. I kiss her head and point the Jag towards the estate.
“Now you,” Sam says as the small pups whine like seals.
“What was your mom’s mother’s name again? The one she never got to meet.”
Samantha smiles sweetly. “Jessie. It was Jessie.”
“Then Tusk and Jessie it is,” I say.
We laugh loud at the madness. “Not exactly a matching sounding pair,” I say.
“Well, they will have their own personalities.”
“You’re not wrong,” I say, looking over as Sam studies the smallest. Sam looks at them side by side. They are only handfuls, and they yap happily. We both laugh, and I take a side road towards home. It is an old road few know of.
It will take us through some of the most amazing countryside in upstate New York and bypass most people, cars, and buildings. We will also get to see rivers, forests, and classy old homes.
Like the one we are buildingtogether.
Tusk and Jessieare goofy little hounds, but they fit in fast. During their first week in the chateau, they keep getting lost, and we have trouble finding them in the twenty-bedroom home.
We also have to lift them up the odd highmarble step.
During the second week, they find flow, and they have better direction.
They also scamper faster up the steps, down the long passages, around the halls, and in our quarters.
Things move fast, and within a month of being home, we have a small family building.
William’s replacement, Edward, is starting to work out too.
