He waited for Luke to say something, but he was left to follow behind him without a word. When they stepped into the open, airy kitchen, Cole was more than ready to question him as to why they were there.
He noticed Sierra was sitting outside, staring out at the beautiful landscape, the colossal stone swimming pool that matched the house, equipped with a waterfall and slide. Unlike their house, Cole noticed there wasn’t a house anywhere in the near vicinity.
“What’s going on?” he asked Sierra when he joined her. He felt Luke standing behind him, heard him cooing to Hannah as the baby gurgled sweetly.
“What do you think?” Sierra asked, her smile brightening as she stood up to greet him. She walked right up to him, and Cole instinctively pulled her into his arms, letting her wrap her arms around his waist as she pushed up on her toes to kiss him on the mouth.
“About what?”
“The house?”
Cole was confused. He’d never been one to praise someone else’s home openly, but for some reason, he expected that Sierra was looking for something. “It’s nice.”
“Nice? That’s all?”
Cole laughed, looking down at her then behind him at Luke. “What’s going on?”
“This was her idea,” Luke replied, tilting his head toward Sierra as he grinned.
“I want to buy this house,” she told him as she took a step back, holding both of his hands in hers.
Her statement had him pausing, waiting to see what she would say next.
“Come on, let me show you around,” she said, sounding like an excited child who had just been released to run wild on the toy aisle at a department store.
Cole let Sierra lead him through the house, listened while she explained details about each room. He realized the house was even bigger on the inside than he expected. Six bedrooms, seven bathrooms, two living areas, a huge den. The master bedroom was probably three times the size of the one they had now. The list of rooms went on and on, and Sierra never stopped talking until she was showing him the garage, big enough to hold six cars and then some.
“So, what do you think?” she asked when she was finished with her impromptu tour.
“I’m not sure what I’m supposed to say here,” he admitted with a grin.
“It’s for sale.” She laughed, smacking him gently in the middle of the chest. Leaning up on her toes, she pulled his head down gently and whispered in his ear, “I want us to buy this house. Our house. For the four of us.”
“But we have a house,” he told her, watching as Luke came to stand beside them.
“But we don’t have this house,” she said sweetly.
“She’s not going to be satisfied until you say yes,” Luke told him, his own smile mirroring Sierra’s.
“What’s wrong with our house?” Cole asked, trying to pry more information out of Sierra. It was clear she was up to something, and he didn’t want to admit that he liked where this was going. The house was spacious enough to grow with them, much bigger than Luke’s. It offered them the privacy he knew they all wanted, and it was close to the new club that Luke had finally decided to purchase and had closed on just a week before.
Sierra pretended to pout as she grabbed his hand firmly and pulled him back inside. She led him back through the kitchen, through the dining room and into the den. Once they were in front of the couch, she gently pushed him and Cole sank down on soft, buttery leather at her insistence. To his surprise, Sierra straddled his lap, staring right into his eyes as she did.
“I want this to be our house. Look at it, Cole. I mean really look at it. This isn’t your house, it isn’t Luke’s house. It isn’t my house. This is our house. The place where I want us to live, to raise our children, to spend the rest of our lives.”
Cole tried to hide the emotion building in his chest. He knew what she was getting at. Since the day they met, they’d been feeling their way through this relationship. They had moved in with Luke, but the house always felt like it still belonged to him. This wouldn’t belong to any one of them specifically, it would belong to all three of them. Together.
“It’s not like I’m going to tell you no,” he answered her, hoping his voice sounded firmer than it felt.
For the last few weeks, they’d been making adjustments to their schedules, ensuring they had time for one another. Luke had gracefully handed off the nightclub to Kane, asking the man to step up and take over for him, relieving him of his other duties because of the overall changes Luke was making to the structure of Club Destiny. Since Luke owned the building where the nightclub resided, he had come up with a plan, with Cole’s help, to redesign and incorporate the original fetish club square footage, once it moved.