Foxy
Ben’s house was a beautiful sprawling wooden building, complete with a wrap around porch that you rarely saw in this country and my breath caught in my throat as he paused for me to look at it. There was a knowing smile on his face as he gazed down at me.
“Ben…” His name left my lips in a whisper. This wasn’t a house it was like a piece of art. “Ive never seen s house like this.” I searched his face. “Did you…” I trailed off.
His grin split his face wide open. “A labour of love, it took me a long time to complete.”
I felt my mouth fall open. Was he really implying that he had built this himself? I wasn’t even sure how that was possible.
“You built it yourself?” I couldn’t keep the wonder out of my voice. I didn’t even try too.
“Why do you sound so surprised?” The hand t
