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Authors: Violet Walker
looking more gorgeous than ever in tight black jeans, a fuzzy hot pink sweater and a leather jacket that gave her an edge. Her honey blonde hair floated on the breeze and his fingers itched to reach out and touch it, touch her. “Ready?” She wore sunglasses that hid her glowing green eyes. Hunter hated sunglasses.
He nodded and followed her to the car. “So Rory, tell me how you’ve been.” They’d been driving in silence for about ten minutes when he finally spoke.
“Fine.”
Okay. “So tell me, how did you become an interior decorator? I thought for sure you’d become an eco-warrior or biologist.” She’d always loved animals and plants--Rory had forced recycling on the high school and pretty much browbeat the neighbors into it as well.
“I didn’t have the passion for it that I should, so I found something else.” She shrugged and kept her eyes trained on the road.
“What happened to your passion for it?”
“I guess it disappeared.”
He could hear the unspoken words, just like you , lingering in the air. “That’s too bad.”
“I do alright.”
The car came to a stop and he looked around. “That was fast.”
“You need a master bed and four guest beds,” she said without preamble. “Do you want queens or kings?”
He lifted his shoulders. “I don’t know. I never have guests so whatever you think is best.”
Her eyebrows bent in confusion. “What about your parents? Or did you leave them too?”
Hunter grabbed her wrist to stop her. “Does this mean you’re ready to listen, because it’s all related?”
She shook her head and pulled out of his grasp. “I think we should do two queens and two kings in the guest rooms and you probably want a king.” Her head was bent over a notebook and Hunter realized she was headed for danger. He reached her just in time to wrap an arm around her waist and stop her fall.
“Easy there,” he murmured in her ear. A big smile crossed his face at the hitch in her breath.
“Thanks,” she said breathlessly, but she recovered quickly. “We also need bedding, two for each room. You may not entertain yet, but you probably will.”
Hunter let her pick up all the bedding and run with the color schemes of each room. He was just happy to be with her, to watch her in action. “I like this,” he told her when they stopped in front of a royal blue chair with an ottoman. “I could use this for late night work, in my room.”
She nodded thoughtfully. “So you want to go with blues for your room?”
“I never realized so much thought went into decorating a house. My last house I just bought what I wanted when I needed it without thought to color schemes or anything else.”
“So why did you hire a decorator this time?”
“You know why.” Before she could answer, his stomach growled. “That’s our cue. Let’s check out and feed my belly.”
~
“Oh, I’m so stuffed I couldn’t possibly eat another bite.” Rory patted her stomach and leaned back in the booth of the greasy spoon diner Hunter had insisted on. “I can’t believe I let you talk me into this place.”
He popped a sweet potato fry in his mouth. “Oh come on, this is delicious! Where else can you get a triple thick shake made with real chocolate and organic milk?”
“I wouldn’t know, Hunter. I’m a woman and we actually need to watch what we eat.” Rory shook her head. Sometime between picking out bedding and landing in the vinyl booths, she’d relaxed and begun to laugh with Hunter.
His gaze was heated as it raked over her, making her body overheat. “I think you look fucking amazing, Rory.”
She tried to hide the flush in her face and chest. “Sure, Hunter.” She knew his words were just friendly flirtation and she refused to let them affect her. “We should get out of here if we want to get the kitchen settled today.”
He nodded and threw a few large bills on the table before he turned to Myrna, their waitress. “Myrna, sweetheart, if you ever get
He nodded and followed her to the car. “So Rory, tell me how you’ve been.” They’d been driving in silence for about ten minutes when he finally spoke.
“Fine.”
Okay. “So tell me, how did you become an interior decorator? I thought for sure you’d become an eco-warrior or biologist.” She’d always loved animals and plants--Rory had forced recycling on the high school and pretty much browbeat the neighbors into it as well.
“I didn’t have the passion for it that I should, so I found something else.” She shrugged and kept her eyes trained on the road.
“What happened to your passion for it?”
“I guess it disappeared.”
He could hear the unspoken words, just like you , lingering in the air. “That’s too bad.”
“I do alright.”
The car came to a stop and he looked around. “That was fast.”
“You need a master bed and four guest beds,” she said without preamble. “Do you want queens or kings?”
He lifted his shoulders. “I don’t know. I never have guests so whatever you think is best.”
Her eyebrows bent in confusion. “What about your parents? Or did you leave them too?”
Hunter grabbed her wrist to stop her. “Does this mean you’re ready to listen, because it’s all related?”
She shook her head and pulled out of his grasp. “I think we should do two queens and two kings in the guest rooms and you probably want a king.” Her head was bent over a notebook and Hunter realized she was headed for danger. He reached her just in time to wrap an arm around her waist and stop her fall.
“Easy there,” he murmured in her ear. A big smile crossed his face at the hitch in her breath.
“Thanks,” she said breathlessly, but she recovered quickly. “We also need bedding, two for each room. You may not entertain yet, but you probably will.”
Hunter let her pick up all the bedding and run with the color schemes of each room. He was just happy to be with her, to watch her in action. “I like this,” he told her when they stopped in front of a royal blue chair with an ottoman. “I could use this for late night work, in my room.”
She nodded thoughtfully. “So you want to go with blues for your room?”
“I never realized so much thought went into decorating a house. My last house I just bought what I wanted when I needed it without thought to color schemes or anything else.”
“So why did you hire a decorator this time?”
“You know why.” Before she could answer, his stomach growled. “That’s our cue. Let’s check out and feed my belly.”
~
“Oh, I’m so stuffed I couldn’t possibly eat another bite.” Rory patted her stomach and leaned back in the booth of the greasy spoon diner Hunter had insisted on. “I can’t believe I let you talk me into this place.”
He popped a sweet potato fry in his mouth. “Oh come on, this is delicious! Where else can you get a triple thick shake made with real chocolate and organic milk?”
“I wouldn’t know, Hunter. I’m a woman and we actually need to watch what we eat.” Rory shook her head. Sometime between picking out bedding and landing in the vinyl booths, she’d relaxed and begun to laugh with Hunter.
His gaze was heated as it raked over her, making her body overheat. “I think you look fucking amazing, Rory.”
She tried to hide the flush in her face and chest. “Sure, Hunter.” She knew his words were just friendly flirtation and she refused to let them affect her. “We should get out of here if we want to get the kitchen settled today.”
He nodded and threw a few large bills on the table before he turned to Myrna, their waitress. “Myrna, sweetheart, if you ever get
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