Accidental Love (Accidental Hook-Up 1)

“What’s on your mind?” I asked her as she smiled.

“You.” She told me as she kissed me hungrily. We ended up making love slow and deep, memorizing every sensation. When we were curled up together, Celia asked if I’d be down to go check out a new beach she came across online in the morning. I told her sure as I closed my eyes, comfortable against my pillows with her in my arms. She told me that she wanted to leave about ten and maybe get some lunch together.

“That sounds like a great date,” I murmured as she kissed my neck.

In the morning, I woke up to hear the shower running. Glancing at the clock, I saw that it was quarter of nine and stretched. She was excited to get out of the house and I assumed it had to do with my sister. I went to get coffee while she finished, and Mom asked me what I was doing up. She was sipping coffee and working on her laptop at the table “Celia has something in mind. It’s beautiful out so why not? I think it killed her to hold in the news.”

“I’ll bet.” Mom laughed as she shook her head. “She had to feel like she was going to burst.”

“There’s going to be a lot happening this year.” I said as she smiled. I saw Celia headed down the stairs and poured her some coffee, kissing her cheek before I went to get ready. I made it quick, dressing in shorts and a t-shirt and finishing my coffee before taking the cup to the sink. Celia was wearing a long skirt and a fitted tank top with sandals and looked nervous and happy. I led her to my car and helped her in, loving the feel of her lips on mine.

I drove based on her directions, seeing the water but surprised that we turned into a neighborhood. It must be one of those beaches at the end of a street and I drove forward, waiting for the next instructions. “Turn into this driveway.” Celia told me softly, and I did, looking at her as I parked behind a fancy sports car.

“What are you up to?” I asked as she smiled beside me. I looked at the house and realized where we were as my heart started to pound. “This is the beach house.”

“It is.” She said as I stared at her. “I got a hold of my parents’ accountant and made some plans for some money. I checked to see if this was sold and Brin came to see it with me last week. Now it’s your turn.”

“Holy shit.” I murmured as I looked around slowly. It was better in person and I leaned over to kiss her. “Let’s go see it.” We hopped out of the car and I walked past the car to see an older man waiting for us at the front door.

“You must be Remington. I’m Bill.” We shook hands, and I liked his easy smile as he welcomed me into the house. I walked inside, thinking about the pictures I looked online a few times recently.

There was a small foyer that opened to a spacious living room. The floors were hardwood, and it was in an oblong shape with plenty of room for furniture. The walls were a pale gray, and it offered a gorgeous fireplace with a colorful tile around the gas fireplace. That opened to a large kitchen that would be great for us to cook in together and entertain our family. I glanced at the deck which reminded me a lot of my parents set up and it led to a gorgeous and private beach. So far, I loved it.

I walked down the hallway, peering into the three bedrooms along the way. They were spacious, and all had a view of the water and their own decks. The master was as big as my room at home and offered a large deck that wrapped around the house and offered a lot of nooks to relax in. I walked out the main door and leaned over to see a gorgeous view of the water and beach, shaking my head. She pulled this one on me well.

There was the deck and steps that led to the beach out in the back and a large low maintenance yard in the front. It was perfect, and I turned to see Celia headed towards me. “How did you do this?” I asked as she threw herself into my arms.

“I have been thinking about it since that awful night. I kept looking online and thought about the money that was just sitting in the bank. I could put a big down payment on this and still be fine with the interest I’m gaining. We’re both working and can afford the other stuff.” She walked to the edge of the balcony and looked down. “It was my parents’ dream and I want to live it. I was part of the dream too.”