12. Bailey-Rose #3
“Would you do me the honor of escorting you?” Yun-Sun asked, offering me his hand.
Blushing, I placed my hand in his, allowing him to guide me down the hall to the opposite end of the house.
There wasn’t a room on this side, but instead, another flight of stairs that led up to what I would have guessed to be the roof.
Yun-Sun glanced at me over his shoulder as he turned the door handle to the room, making me giddy with excitement.
Tossing it open, I was momentarily blinded by the sun as its light poured over me.
I trusted Yun-Sun to guide me into the space since I rubbed my eyes to get them to stop watering.
Then a shadow crossed over me, and I was able to get my senses under control.
Carefully, I opened them to find Yun-Sun looming over me, using his body to give me shade.
Most of the time, I found being so short irritating, but right now, I don’t think I ever felt more cherished.
Before I could second-guess myself, I popped up on my toes, closed the small space between us, and kissed him. “Thank you,” I whispered.
A bright smile appeared on Yun-Sun’s face, making his eyes sparkle. “You are most welcome, sweetheart. Will you be all right if I move?”
Biting my lip, I nodded, feeling shy at the moment we were sharing over something so simple as the sun.
What I wasn’t prepared for when he stepped to the side was the sight of the world’s most perfect room.
Gasping, I covered my mouth with my hands as I slowly turned, trying to take in everything.
As a little girl, I always dreamed about what my nest would be like, how I wanted to design it, what color it would be, or what I would fill it with to make me feel cozy and safe.
Nothing I came up with matched the beauty I was surrounded by in here.
At first glance, you would think this space was supposed to be a greenhouse or a sunroom with the way it was constructed.
The fact that my feet were sinking into the plush carpet that covered the floor gave me the first clue.
It was so soft and luxurious I wanted to lay down and starfish on it so I could touch as much of it as possible.
A shimmering chandelier hung from the center of the ceiling and cast prisms all over the room like shimmering fairy dust. The ceiling came to a point almost like a circus tent, but it was made of glass held together by white wooden seams in a pattern that reminded me of a beach ball.
Three of the four walls were also glass with elegant woodwork forming the arching centers, making a bold statement.
Gauzy curtains were gathered in the corners of the room, willing to offer some privacy.
However, with the way it sat behind the house’s main structure, you couldn’t see it from the driveway, and the trees blocked any nearby house from peeking in.
Dumbfounded by the space, I couldn’t even speak as I passed the guys to check out the two doors in the room’s solid wall.
One opened to the bathroom with double sinks, a massive shower, and a hot tub pretending to be a bath sunk into the floor.
The second door revealed a closet about the same size as mine at home with all sorts of storage.
It was perfect—every single detail about this room was absolutely fucking perfect.
When I rejoined the others, they looked at me with hope and excitement, making me realize they’d been waiting for my reaction.
The only thing I could do was let out a sob as I tried to express what I was feeling.
Their expression changed to worry as they circled me, trying to offer reassurance, not knowing what upset me.
“Baby girl, if you don’t like either of the rooms, then you can have your pick of ours. Please don’t cry. If we need, we’ll move and find a home we all love,” Gareth assured me as he stroked my hair.
I hated when I got overwhelmed—my body’s first response was to cry.
Happy—cry.
Sad—cry.
Angry—cry.
Hell, the first time I had an orgasm, I fucking cried, and that went over so well. Men love it when they have a weeping woman in their bed after they thought they just gave you the world.
“Talk to us, Care Bear. We can’t fix it if we don’t know what’s wrong,” Warrick pleaded.
“N-nothing,” I managed to hiccup out. “It’s perfect… everything is perfect. It’s so beautiful.”
There was a collective sigh as my guys relaxed and wrapped me up in the best group hug I’ve ever experienced.
To be surrounded by them, their comforting scents filling my nose, I began to calm.
Somehow we ended up sitting on the floor in a mess of limbs and one snotty Omega at the center.
Vili pulled a cloth hanky out of his pocket and offered it to me.
I’m not sure there could be a more precious man than him at this moment.
Taking it, wiped my eyes ad I blew my nose, glad I wore waterproof mascara.
Ulysses rested his chin on my shoulder as he nuzzled behind my ear. “Welcome home, Bailey-Rose.”