Mija Priestess

Part 52

We made our way back to the hotel and as though he was teasing me Damian made sure to drive past the house I couldn't stop thinking about. We spent the afternoon relaxing with another bath together and then a nice meal out at a local Italian restaurant which had the most beautiful roof patio. "This is something else that I could get used too. I love the places in Florida but this just feels different." I gushed over the City yet again to Damian as we sat once more overlooking Buffalo.

"One thing I have noticed though Mija." I looked up at Damian and he continued speaking. "In all the time we have been here and you have spoken about Florida, you haven't said home. Why do you think that is Soph?" Damian carried on eating giving me time to think and answer him.

"Do you really want the truth?" Damian nodded. "It has never felt like home. I went there because that is where the work was when I came to the States. And now that he knows where we live it doesn't feel like home, it feels as though our sanctuary has been breached and I don't know how to feel about that. Here I just feel like a different person in all the best ways. New York just always seems to have this kind of effect on me but this is the first time I have been able to relax and take it all in properly and not worry about work."

Damian reached across and took my hands. "We will get there Mija. We will find somewhere together we can call home, that much I can promise you and mean."

We made our way once again back to our wonderful room and snuggled in for an early night. Today had felt both emotionally and physically exhausting. As soon as my head hit the pillow I fell straight asleep and my whole night of sleep was filled with dreams of Damian and I and the life we could be living in Buffalo.

"Morning Mija. I got you a coffee. Get up, showered and dressed we have somewhere we need to be." I stretched and squinted sleepily at Damian as he handed me a coffee. I pulled myself up to sitting in bed and graciously accepted the coffee.

"Gracias Papi. Where is it that we need to be though? I thought we had agreed that we were not going to the open house. Are you really going to torment me?"

"Mija, I am not going to torment you but I think we should at least go and have a look so we can get a feel for the neighbourhood." I admitted defeat and drank the coffee in my hands.

"Fine, give me half hour to get ready." Damian smiled and left me to get myself sorted. I drank my coffee, showered, got dressed and begrudgingly did my make up. It felt like I was being teased and a big part of me was feeling really solemn at the fact that we were going to look at a house that we had no intention of buying.

"Ready Mija?" I nodded as my smile faded, I grabbed my bag and followed Damian through the door and out to the car. "Are you ok Soph? You have hardly said 2 words to me since you started getting ready."

I sighed before speaking. "I am fine, let's just get this over with." Damian looked saddened and neither of us spoke another word between that little exchange and pulling into the driveway of my dream house.

As we pulled in I noticed that the realtor was outside taking down the open house sign down and my heart sank. A couple walked up too her and I saw her shake her head as they spoke and then they walked away. Looked as though the open house wasn't going to be happening. At least this meant that I wasn't going to have too look around the house and fall even more in love with it.

Damian ignored the interaction we had just seen and pulled into the drive anyway. "I just need to grab something out the trunk real quick, do you fancy going and asking the realtor what's going on?"

Feeling deflated I got out of the car and approached the realtor, painting on a smile. "Morning, is the open house not taking place today now? May I ask what happened?"

"Morning, no I am afraid it isn't. Someone approached me with an offer yesterday that the owner just couldn't refuse so he accepted it straight away. Just a few pieces of paperwork to be signed and the sale is final. I am sorry." I nodded and before I had chance to walk away Damian had started to approach us. "Good morning Mr Priest, I see that you are on time as agreed. I have the paperwork inside, shall we?"

I froze and looked between Damian and the realtor confused and waiting for an explanation. Damian smirked and bit his bottom lip before making his introductions. "This is Sophie, my girlfriend. Lead the way, let us check it all over and if she is happy with it we will both sign."

The realtor nodded. "I feel like I need to give you a few. Come in when you're ready." She left us outside, Damian grinning and me feeling confused, relieved, anxious and elated all at once.

"Well? Care to explain what she means?" I stood in front of Damian and crossed my arms trying to be angry while deep down inside I was singing with glee.

"I rang her Thursday and arranged a viewing while you were with Ricky and I made an offer. Offer accepted, end of story. I thought that this is what you wanted? Are you mad at me?"

I blinked back the tears. "How could I be mad at you? It is the only thing I have thought about since we saw it. The only thing is I can't afford half of this, I am not on a Superstar wage like you are."

Damian approached me and placed his arms around me. "I am not asking you too. I am doing this for us, for our future and as for Florida, we will sell it, or rent it. If you agree then this is home now."

We embraced and I collected my thoughts quicker than I ever had done before. "I believe we have some papers to sign." Damian held my hand as we walked towards the front door of our new home.