“I gained’t say a phrase,” Percival factors out, the joy in his gaze contagious. “However you gonna love this.”

“Percival, you will have made this journey so good for me.” My chest swells with happiness at his thoughtfulness.

“Nice, let’s prepare and hit the street!” He grins earlier than disappearing again into his room.

As I slip into my favourite denim shorts and sweatshirt, my thoughts swirls with potentialities. Time would be the key to unlocking our want, however one factor is definite—our journey has solely simply begun, and there’s no telling the place it should take us.

“Journey,” I whisper as soon as extra, entering into the intense sunshine, hand in hand with Percival, able to face no matter comes our manner.

Chapter Eighteen

Spencer

As we head out the door and climb into Percival’s luxurious automobile, I marvel on the world I’ve discovered myself in. From flipping furnishings to exploring California with a captivating womanizer, life has taken a flip I by no means might have predicted.

“Right here we go,” Percival declares, beginning the engine. The purr of the automobile sends a shiver down my backbone, and I really feel a thrill of anticipation.

“Can’t imagine we’re doing this,” I confess, gazing out the window as we pace alongside the California coast. The ocean sparkles beneath the morning solar, its waves crashing towards the shore in a gentle rhythm.

“Life may be great, Spencer,” Percival says, his eyes on the street. “And I’m glad I get to share this one with you.”

“Me too,” I reply, my coronary heart swelling with a mixture of affection and gratitude. Because the miles slip by, I discover myself an increasing number of drawn to this enigmatic man beside me—and I’m wondering what the longer term holds for us.

We drove alongside a winding coastal street, the blue waves of the ocean gently crashing towards the shoreline on our left. Lush inexperienced hills spilled onto the appropriate facet of the street, dotted with sheep grazing within the afternoon solar. As we rounded a bend, an intersection appeared forward. I checked the signpost for our vacation spot: Hearst Citadel, it learn, clear as day because the cloudless sky above us.

“What?” My fingers are flying. “I like this place. I’ve seen all the images and documentaries… this was on my bucket listing, however…”

“I do know,” he admits, and one thing inside me urges me to ask him how he acquired this data, however I cease myself. By no means ask a magician for his tips. “Are you prepared?”

“Undoubtedly,” I reply, my eyes with pleasure and uncertainty. With every passing mile, the magnetic pull between us grows stronger, and I’m left questioning if resisting my wishes is really price it when Percival is making all the things so particular for me.

The solar beats down on the customer middle of the marvelous Hearst Citadel, casting playful shadows throughout the pavement. It’s a picturesque scene, with vacationers milling about, chatting animatedly in regards to the fort’s historical past and structure.

“Come on, Spencer,” Percival invitations me. “I’ve acquired one thing for you.”

Curiosity piqued, I observe him into the reward store. The air con inside is a welcome aid from the warmth, and I breathe within the scent of shiny postcards and novelty keychains. Percival navigates the cabinets with ease, arriving at a rack crammed with cozy sweatshirts.

“Test this out,” he says, plucking one from the show. It’s a phenomenal shade of teal, the colour paying homage to the ocean waves we’d handed earlier. He fingers it to me, and I love the softness of the material. “To your assortment, Butterfly Princess.”

“Thanks,” I say, my coronary heart warmed by his considerate gesture. “It’s good.”

“Alright, now that you simply’re all set, let’s get this present on the street,” he declares, grinning mischievously. I loop the sweatshirt round my waist, securing it in place earlier than following him again exterior.

Percival takes my hand, the heat of his fingers sending tingles up my arm, and leads me to the place an vintage automobile awaits. It’s an expensive automobile, its smooth curves and gleaming chrome including to the sense of surprise already filling the air. I stare at it, wide-eyed, unable to imagine that that is actually taking place.

“Prepared for our VIP tour?” he asks, his eyes glowing with pleasure.

“What? VIP?” I reply, I don’t know why I’m stunned. Every part with this man is opulent and unique. As I take a step in direction of the exit, I’m torn between my rising affection for Percival and the data that his womanizing methods might spell heartache for me. However for now, because the ocean breeze cools down my pores and skin, I push these ideas apart and let myself be swept up within the magic of the second.

Daylight displays off an vintage automobile’s chrome, casting a kaleidoscope of colours on the asphalt. The sight takes my breath away. I look at Percival, whose face is lit up with pleasure and satisfaction. His eyes meet mine, making my coronary heart skip a beat.

“Spencer, this tour is gonna be the bomb,” he says, his gaze heat and filled with promise. “I’ve deliberate each element to make it unforgettable for you.”

“Wow? That’s… that’s actually candy.” My cheeks flush as I take within the extent of his effort to make this journey particular. He might have simply simply booked a typical tour, however as a substitute, he went above and past.

“Don’t inform anybody.” He provides me a wink, flashing me that charming smile of his. For a second, I neglect about his womanizing methods and permit myself to bask within the heat of his affection. “In addition to,” he provides, “I understand how a lot you like sweatshirts and antiques, so I figured a sweatshirt and an vintage automobile can be proper up your alley.”

“I’m turning into predictable, I see,” I say, unable to comprise my pleasure any longer. The considered exploring Hearst Citadel in such a novel manner has my pulse racing, and I really feel grateful for Percival’s thoughtfulness.

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