“No, thank you,” I replied.
The limo pulled out and started down the road. He made a few turns and went through downtown Austin and down Guadalupe Street. He turned left on Twenty-Fourth and finally pulled into the Neill-Cochran House.
After he parked, he got out and opened my door. “We’re here, Mr. Middleton.”
I stepped out of the car and smirked. “I see that. What are we doing here?”
He frowned, then simply pointed for me to head up the stairs of the old grand house. It was now a museum of sorts.
Stepping into the house, I stopped in the foyer and looked around.
“Hello? Charlie?”
I glanced up to see Charlie standing at the top of the staircase. She was dressed in a beautiful light blue dress that made her eyes pop.
“Did you know they say this house is haunted by a woman named Anna?” she asked as she descended the stairs.
The corner of my mouth rose in a slight smile. “Really? I never pegged you as a believer in the paranormal.”
She smiled and my legs felt like jelly.
“I’ve been known to surprise you a time or two.”
I chuckled. “That’s true.”
The way she gracefully moved down the staircase had me holding my breath. My heart pounded in my chest so hard I heard it in my ears.
Stopping at the last step, she looked me over, her eyes dancing with lust.
Digging her teeth into her bottom lip, she softly said, “You look handsome.”
“And you look beautiful, as always.”
Her cheeks flushed pink.
Damn, I wanted to tell her how much I missed her. Longed to have her in my arms, be buried inside of her.
“Want to tell me why you had me get dressed up and had me brought here?”
A sexy smirk moved across her face.
“To the point. I like it.”
She stepped off the last step and walked past me down the hall. Glancing over her shoulder, she motioned with her index finger for me to follow her.
As I walked behind her, I couldn’t help but stare at her perfect ass. My dick jumped in my pants, and I tried to think of something other than squeezing it and hearing her call out my name when she came.
Charlie walked into a room and stopped in front of the white fireplace. Above it hung a picture of an older woman dressed in a beautiful ball gown.
“When I was a little girl, my pappy and grammy brought me to this house. I fell in love with everything about it, especially this room. Something about the pink walls in here and fancy decorations. I remember telling my grammy that something amazing was going to happen to me in this room, but I really never knew what. My mother always told me I’d get married in this house.”
I swallowed hard as I kept my eyes on Charlie while she walked around the room.
“I’ve been to a number of weddings here over the years and every time, I remember that day, but I never thought the idea of a wedding here would come true.”
“Charlie …” I started to speak, but she faced me and held up her hand.
“Please, let me talk first.”