Chapter Nineteen

Laura

The front door opened and an elegant man in a dark tux opened the door. Laura was sure this was what butlers must look like. “Good evening, sir. Ma'am.”

He held the door open and then carefully closed it behind them before escorting them through the home. Laura glanced around, surprised by how beautiful the interior was. It was fully furnished, with beautiful and extravagant paintings covering every wall.

“Whose house is this?” she whispered to Ethan.

He just glanced over and smirked, without saying a word. She shook her head. Him and his secrets.

“Right this way, sir,” The Butler said, approaching a door at the very back of the house.

Ethan and Laura walked through and onto the screened porch. There were two heat lamps, one on each side of the deck, which made the area entirely comfortable despite the fresh mountain air outside. Situated in the center, was a small white table and two chairs. There was a beautiful flower bouquet in the center, surrounded by candles, which flicke