Chapter 9. Love???

Jake’s POV

I parked the car beside his little cottage.

I sat on the armchair that was worthy of being an item on display in the museum.

The scent of tea brewing in that kettle, mixed with the scent of soil and the dung, filled my nostril with a strange blend of repulsive temptation. If that even makes any sense.

“Here you go dear boy!” As we sipped on that perfectly handmade porcelain crockery he smiled at me as my eyes wandered around the place.

There was wide stretched pasture with the hint of another house anywhere near.

“You stay alone here?” I asked.

“Now? Yes... but was not always like this.” His sipped as he said.

“You have a family? Do you own all these lands?”

I know I was bombarding him with unwanted questions. He had been too kind to me already without having to deal with all that interrogation. But I was being selfish. Anything to keep my kind busy for the moment. I didn’t want to think how I would face Lea.