Chapter Twenty Two

Sid pulled up to the newly installed gates at the front of his new house. He punched in his security code and watched the gates swing open. He took his foot off the brake and moved the car forward up the driveway. He was nervous. What if she didn't like the house he had picked? What if it was too family oriented and she panicked 'cause she thought he was moving too fast? What if…

"Wow," he heard her gasp under her breath. He looked over at her and watched her leaning forward, to look out the front window.

"Yeah? You like it?" Sid asked excitedly. He probably sounded like he was a five year old, giving his grandma a card he had made all by himself.

"Ummm… yeah… it's gorgeous!" Amber was barely in her seat.

"I'm really glad you like it! I want you to be happy here," Sid pulled his car up to the front of the house. Amber was looking out the passenger window, at the freshly landscaped front yard and acknowledged Sid with a nod. He climbed out of the car and walked around to the passenger side, opening the door for her. She had a huge smile on her face and her eyes were as big as plates. He offered her a hand out of the car.

"I warn you, it's pretty bad in there… there is next to no furniture…" Sid warned her.

"I don't care," Amber put her finger up to Sid's lips to silence him, then quickly replaced it with her lips. It felt good to be alone with her.

"I may not have much, but I do have a bed…" Sid mumbled into her mouth.

"Sid…"

"Fine, I'll behave… mostly…" He pulled her closer to him, pushing his lips to closer to hers. "I am so happy you are here. Now, let me show you around," he pulled away from her. "This is the front door," Sid pointed towards the door. "I was thinking of painting it red, it's supposed to bring good luck."

"My favourite colour is red," Amber stated.

"Well then, consider it done," Sid teased, walking up to the door and unlocking it. He swung it open then stepped out of the way for her to go through. Amber stepped towards the door, peering inside. She went to step through, when she suddenly found herself off her feet and in Sid's arms.

"I've always wanted to do this," Sid smiled at her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled back.

"I think this is a wedding thing… not an I-just-moved-here thing," Amber pointed out.

"Well then, maybe we will just consider it practice…" Sid carried her into the entry way, which was huge and open but full of his contractor's tools and lumber. "This would be way more romantic without the saw dust…"

-.-

Amber just stood in the entry way and looked around. The Lemieux house was immaculate, ornate and over the top. Sid's house was much more modest but still overwhelmingly huge. The front of the house reminded her of something she once saw in a Martha Stewart magazine, very New England Style, white with green shingles, with huge bay windows and four dormers on the second floor. The drive to the front of the house, along the long tree lined driveway, almost took her breath away. She wasn't quite sure what she was expecting but this somehow wasn't it. It looked so… so… so not like it should belong to a young superstar hockey player. More like the home of an investment banker with a Stepford wife and three kids – who wore sweater vests and private school clothes, even on weekends. Is this really how Sid saw his life? Could this be what she wanted? Isn't this what every woman wanted?

She stood silently, trying to take it all in, trying to envision her life in this house. She exhaled forcefully sensing panic building up in her body.

"Everything okay?" Sid asked quietly from behind her.

"Yes… I'm just… a bit overwhelmed," Amber admitted.

"Take your time… through there is the living room and dining room, down this hall is the bathroom and my dad's favourite room – the showcase room – and this way is the office and library – it has no books yet but eventually… all the halls lead to the kitchen, which is a disaster. It used to be three rooms but I had a couple of walls taken out to make it more open, so that you can see into the backyard from the kitchen," Sid explained. "The basement is in pretty good shape. I haven't had to do a lot down there, just remove the crazy shag carpet but there's a huge family room, a movie theatre, a gym – which was the first room with anything in it – and an indoor pool, which is pretty cool."

Sid watched her look around, his nervousness returned. "There is also a bedroom and a wine cellar downstairs, and another kitchen, which Nathalie told me will be good for parties and such – so the mess stays down there. There's only one bottle of wine in the wine cellar… Mario brought it when I got possession… he said it was bad luck to have an empty wine cellar. Upstairs is a bunch of bedrooms and another open family room. You're going to love the master bedroom, it has his and her walk-in closets and the biggest bathroom I've ever seen! It needs some updating but it has potential. There is a balcony off the master, which overlooks the backyard and the new pool that is going in… it was a kidney shaped pool, which I hate cause you can't do laps without running into a wall… apparently, replacing a pool is a stupid complicated job… its taking forever… and making a huge mess…" Sid stopped himself, he felt like he was rambling. Amber hadn't said anything and was still just standing in the middle of the entry way. "Please say something…"

"Sorry… Can I walk around?" Amber asked innocently.

"Of course… go wherever you want… it's your house too…" Sid reassured her. Sid watched as Amber walked slowly through the hallways, going from room to room. He found himself pointing out selling features, like his real estate agent had done while showing him the house. 'And in this room, is an original fireplace, in good condition, that's real marble…' He felt like a loser trying to impress his first date.

She walked around the entire main floor, silently. When she entered the kitchen, she smiled to herself, as if she was hiding an inside joke. There were no cupboard doors or counter tops or appliances, it barely looked like a kitchen at all actually.

Sid watched as she moved downstairs, one of the few areas of the house with any furniture. There was a pool table that came with the house and a leather couch that he had moved in and put in front of a large screen TV. There was a box on the floor in front of the couch that was acting as a coffee table/storage unit for his PlayStation Games. He walked quickly over to the couch and quickly pushed a couple pairs of discarded socks together into a pile and tried to kick them under the couch.

"Sorry… I'll pick those up…" He added nervously, slightly embarrassed by his slobbery. Amber laughed and walked to the glass windows that separated the family room from the indoor pool.

"Wow… this house is insane," she commented, as she pressed herself against the glass.

"I am having that retiled…" Sid commented. "I don't think the previous owners ever cleaned it. It was really gross…"

"Can't just Tilex it?" Amber teased.

"It was old and dirty looking… "

"You're too funny… or too rich… I haven't decided which yet," Amber continued on her investigation back up the stairs to the main floor and up the stairs to the second floor with Sid close on her heels.

"So my parents put dibs on that room and my sister wants that one," Sid pointed in opposite directions. "Not that there isn't enough space… they could really have three rooms each!"

"Which one's the master?" Amber asked. Sid pointed towards the double doors on his left. Amber walked and opened the doors to a huge room with nothing but a mattress on the floor and an open suitcase.

"I wasn't lying when I said I had nothing here…" Sid reminded her.

"At least you have what counts right? A PlayStation, a TV, a couch and a bed…" Amber laughed. "Or at least a mattress and a pillow… this is actually kinda sad Mr. Millionaire Hockey Player!"

"I told you I needed you here… furniture selection is not my forte…you're going to have to help me in here…"

"Oh I think I might be able to provide some assistance spending your money… and as far as helping you in here, well…" Amber purred, walking into the room and sitting down on the mattress, spreading out her long legs across the floor. "I may be up for the challenge…"

"I didn't think I had problems in this room…" Sid joked softly, watching her kick off her shoes and look at him devilishly. Sid walked over to the mattress and lowered himself to his knees, staying locked with her crystal blue eyes. He pulled his shirt up over his head. She reached forward and undid his belt and pants. Sid leaned in and nipped her bottom lip, then slowly lowered her to the mattress, climbing over her and kicking off his pants. He worked to quickly strip her of her clothes, eager to get next to her naked body again. The few short weeks they were apart felt like an eternity and every second that ticked by without being inside her was now unacceptable to him.

Sid reached down and pulled at her underwear, the last piece of material remaining in the way of his goal. He sat back to remove them and then climbed back over top of her and looked down into her eyes. "I can't tell you enough how happy I am that you are here," he whispered while leaning in to contact his lips to hers. She met him half way and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling his head down to her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, continuing the invitation of closeness down his body. He felt his dick contact her pussy and slid in and instinct took over from there. He thrust deep inside of her, wanting to be deeper then ever. She dug her fingernails into his back and encouraged him to continue, her legs tightening around his body with each thrust. He leaned back and pulled her legs to his side, holding on to the back of her knees for more momentum. He watched her body react to each thrust - the way her perfect breasts moved from the force, the way her stomach tightened with each gasp that left her lungs, the way her arms searched above her head for something to hang on to. He began to pound into her faster and faster, listening to her moan and swear, feeling her clench her tight pussy around his cock and feeling the sensation of her fingers as she ran her hands over his chest. Watching her arch her back and bite her lip, watching her caress her own breast and nipples, knowing that he was responsible for making her feel incredible, was the hottest and most satisfying feeling in the world.

He felt her clench tightly and a wave of liquid washed over his dick, as she came around him. He continued to thrust into her but the tightness and the dripping wet hotness was more then could take. He released her knees and leaned forward over her on his hands, pounding into her rapidly. He felt the pressure climb through his body and with a deep growl from the very core of his being, he released himself into her.

He collapsed beside her in a sweaty heap, his dick twitching in exhaustion. 'What a way to christen the new house,' Sid thought, making a mental note to do that in every room of the house.

-.-

"So I am taking it, you're okay with the house?" Sid asked, burying his head into her neck. He needed some re assurance before he could fall asleep.

"This is a lot for me to take in…" Amber admitted, wiggling into her position as the little spoon. "Its like you have a whole life planned out here and I just happened to show up at the right time… it could have been any girl…"

"No," Sid shook his head. "I have been waiting for you my whole life. Not just any girl… you. And yeah, I have an idea of what I want in my life, who doesn't?"

"Not many 23 year olds buy family homes… I guess I was expecting something different…"

"Age is just a number. I don't exactly act my age. I feel like a 40 year old trapped in the body of a 23 year old. I want things. I want to be married and I want a family and I want Sunday dinners, kids birthday parties… all of that. What's so wrong with that? I am sorry that this is freaking you out but it's what I want… and I thought you would understand…"

"I am not freaking out… and I am not saying that what you want is bad or wrong… it's just… a lot to take in… it's a big change for me… I didn't think this is what I wanted… but now…"

"But now what?"

"But now, I see myself picking out sweater sets and picking up your socks and making you dinner and… and… and being a housewife, your housewife… and it feels good and that's strange to me. Max used to plan this same life for me and I hated it. I always wanted a career and my own life and I loved being single and independent and now, oh my god, Nathalie has me excited about picking out towels for Christ sakes…" Amber covered her hands with her face and Sid watched her take deep breaths to calm herself.

Sid knew he should say something to help calm her. But it was him that needed to be calmed. In his head, he was starting to panic. He didn't know what to say… Nathalie had warned him that her coming here was going to be a big change and that he needed to be understanding and that she might not be happy to give up everything for him. 'It's going to be a big adjustment… for both of you…you're not exactly used to taking care of someone else's feelings…" Nathalie had said. He had assured Nathalie that everything was going to be fine, they had talked about everything.

"I don't know what to say… I'm sorry…" Sid sat up on his elbow and looked down at her as she rolled to face him. He knew she could probably see the worry on his face but he couldn't hide it. "I never said you had to be a housewife… you can do whatever you want… and I don't expect you to pick up my socks and … and … if this isn't what you want then fuck it, we can make adjustments… I just want you to be happy, I want to make you happy…"

"No, you're not hearing me…" Amber cut him off. "I am saying that being a housewife is suddenly my idea of happy… you are making me happy, just in a way I never expected."

"Oh… so you're okay?"

"I am better then okay… and to answer your question, I love the house… "