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Cains POV
She was going to love this, I could already see the look on her face. Cain, calm down. You haven't even spoken to Lachlan yet. The excitement jolted across my body as I knocked on Lachlan's door, and when it opened I practically jumped.
"Cain?" He said sleepily,clearly only being awake over 15 minutes.
"Lachlan, I need a word" I say, ambling into the hallway without asking. That was me. Cain the bad boy. I chuckled at the thought of how I'd change since meeting her. Harriet.
"What is it?"
"It's complicated...but I'd like to rent the cottage."
He smiled, a little confused. "Cain, which cottage, there could be 12 cottages you could be talking about."
I wanted to punch him. He knew which one.
"Emma's old one."
Harriet's POV
When Cain asked me to wear a blindfold, I laughed out loud. A throw back your head and scream kind of laugh. The first one in a long time. He just smiled, and his gaze lapped across my eyes as he asked again.
"Please"
It felt strange. To hear him ask me something so uncanny; but Cain was always the mystery I had always pondered about. A mystery I wanted to unravel. And I was getting there.
He was still staring, and with a replying grimace I took the blindfold as he tied it behind me. His touch like electric, tingling along my skin, my hair on ends with trembling excitement.
"Cain, what is this about!?" I laugh. Another chuckle from him. Mystery man over there. He lead me by my arm, gently squeezing every now and then to reassure me. To tell him I was okay. It was so sweet.
After a jangling of keys my heart leaped a beat, and the echo of a door being opened quickened my pace. I felt like a rabbit on steroids. We stepped onto a hard floor, and I began to hesitate, the mystery feeling too far from being solved. And then the blackness disappeared, and I was left gazing at the wonder before me. And all I could do was smile.
Cains POV
The look. The smile. Happiness was an understatement. She looked around at the cottage, her mouth agape as her fingers traced along the mantel piece, her eyes floating over the candle-lit table in the dining room. My heart swelled at the prospect of her next smile, and when she turned to me, I felt amazed by the women before me. It was a brilliant feeling, that coursed along my veins like adrenaline. But is not something I could describe, and it's nothing like I ever felt with Moira. It was nothing I ever felt before. And because it was new and untouched, I felt that I was the luckiest, most fortunate man on earth- to know that the gorgeous women in front of me loved me. And I loved her. And that's all I wanted to know.