ingredients from the local market first thing this morning, she would think me crazy, ’ he said to himself.
“No. Your place sounds fine. It makes sense with it being right on the beach.” Annie didn’t want to disappoint him and she was more than a little curious to see inside his house. The wooden panel fence and gate she saw him walk through yesterday were impressive but it was nothing to what they were guarding behind them. Annie had seen at least two floors with views of the beach. She was getting excited to see what he looked out on each day.
Cam slowed the car down and pulled into a driveway where a large gate was impeding their entry onto his property. It suddenly started to slide to one side. Annie figured he had pressed a remote button but she didn’t notice. The gates were nearly fully open when Cam drove through and drove straight toward an open garage that adjoined the stunning house. He killed the engine, sat back, and looked over at her.
“Hungry?” he asked her with a smile. Annie nodded. Cam got out of the car and Annie tried to follow but the seatbelt wouldn’t budge. She wiggled it around, but it still wouldn’t come undone. Her door suddenly swung open and Cam leaned over Annie and pressed the button. It undid straight away but Cam didn’t move. He turned his head and looked at her. They stared at one another, lost in each other’s eyes. Annie thought Cam was about to do something when she heard barking.
She smiled. “Aww! You have a dog?”
“Oh, yeah.” Cam stepped back and Annie got out of the Jeep. “Her name’s Bowie. She’s a Border Collie so just watch; she might jump up at you. She loves visitors,” Cam told her with a smile.
Annie followed Cam to a door he opened and ushered her into the house. He pressed a button on the wall and the garage door slid down. The nails of an excited dog were heard coming toward them. A beautiful and sleek black and white Border Collie, complete with tongue hanging out the side of her mouth, came bounding toward them. Annie thought the dog was going to jump up at her; however, when she saw Cam come through and then shut the door, she stopped and sat.
“Good girl, Bowie,” Cam said and walked over and patted her on the head. She looked up at him with affection. You could tell there was a loving bond between them. Cam turned to Annie and said, “Annie, this is Bowie. Bowie, Annie. Now you be nice to her and there might be a treat in it for you.” The dog seemed to know what Cam was talking about. Bowie started wagging her tail then got up and headed up the stairs to their right.
“She’s beautiful,” Annie said. She loved animals; dogs included but had never had a pet. Another thing her parents thought was a waste of her time as a child.
“Yeah, she’s a great mate. Come on up and I’ll start breakfast.” He motioned for her to go up the stairs and followed her, taking in the view of her shapely arse. He really wanted to reach out and grab it but had a feeling that she might not appreciate it. Well, at least not before breakfast.
Annie arrived at the top landing, took a few steps into the room, and looked around. In front of her, was an open plan living and dining area with an enormous kitchen to the rear. There were stainless steel appliances that looked like they should be in a restaurant kitchen and the dark granite counters highlighted the smooth white cupboards below. The furnishings, she was sure, were designer. She moved forward toward the kitchen and then turned around. Annie’s mouth dropped open. Her feet seemed to walk themselves to the expansive floor to ceiling windows. She was looking out at one of the most beautiful views she had even seen. Bronte Beach was below. The blue waters of the Pacific Ocean were sparkling under the morning sun’s rays. The golden sand lined the shore and the morning beach -goers were sprinkled across it from end to end. Annie had never seen anything so perfect.
Cam came up beside her and