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pass through. They toed off their shoes in the foyer and hung their jackets in one of the closets that lined either side of the entryway.
Stepping further into the house, Kerry bit her lips together to keep from gasping in shock. The splendor on the outside did not do justice to the interior. Hardwood floors and a mahogany staircase. She couldn’t imagine living in, never mind the upkeep, of a house this size. Her home probably fit inside his with ease. Directly ahead a wide staircase led up to a second floor landing. A glance to her left showcased a spacious open concept living room complete with leather couches and settee, a large area rug spread over the hardwood floor. Large pieces of landscape artwork adorned each wall, and a fireplace graced one wall. A short hall led to an open dining room with beautiful cherry wood table to the right, and when she peered into the room, she saw the kitchen off of it.
“Let me show you to your rooms upstairs,” Grayson offered. “You can all settle in and then I’ll take you to see the home theatre and pools.”
“Sounds good,” she responded, her voice wobbling in awe.
Grayson put a hand on the small of her back to usher her toward the staircase. Heat flashed in her abdomen at his touch. Her overactive libido needed to take a break.
At the bottom of the stairs, he stopped and gestured for the boys to follow their mother. Once at the top of the plush, carpeted staircase, Grayson led them down a hall to the right.
Cohen shouted his incredulity at the humungous room with large windows, natural light flooding in. The walls were a light cream color, and the two queen-sized beds each had a comforter—one deep red, the other navy blue. Dark wood dressers and wall-to-carpet mirrors on closet doors made for a spectacular space.
A brotherly round of wrestling ensued, the boys fighting to claim a bed.
Grayson chuckled. “This room isn’t really lived in. Kind of stale.”
“Boys!” Kerry called trying in vain to maintain some semblance of good manners. Neither acknowledged her. “Sorry, but I don’t think they care. This is wonderful.”
“I’m glad they’re happy to be here for the weekend. Come on—let me show you to your room while they get used to their surroundings.” Grayson nodded for her to follow him, and he led her across the hall.
“Wow.” Kerry dropped her bag where she stood and stepped into paradise. Fresh-cut flowers in vases were on the dresser and night stands, the scent welcoming, complimenting the robin’s egg blue color on the walls, and the light rose bedding. A window seat perched below the large window looking out into a backyard seeming without end. The water of the outdoor pool glimmered in the evening light. Trees, shrubs and flower gardens were spread out on the grounds giving it a park-like effect.
Kerry turned toward Grayson. “It’s quite a place you have here.”
He gave a nonchalant shrug. “Its home. And a lot of space for one person. Comes in handy when entertaining clients, business dinner parties, but otherwise, it echoes quite empty.”
Is he already trying to sell me on making my stay permanent? Glancing around the room, Kerry admitted the possibility of getting used to surroundings like these.
“I’m sure you’ve worked hard to be where you are in life,” Kerry commented.
Grayson nodded. “I have. But lately, I’ve been wondering if it’s all worth anything when you have no one to share it with.”
“You must have friends.”
Grayson shoved his hands in his pockets. “I’ve got plenty of those, but when you come home night after night to an empty house of this size—I often feel alone. Never used to. I wonder if I’m feeling my age.”
“Your age?” Kerry scoffed. “Try having your fortieth birthday looming. You know, maybe you need to downsize,” she suggested, a playful smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. “Not add more people to it. Use the sale of this place to increase your sizable
Stepping further into the house, Kerry bit her lips together to keep from gasping in shock. The splendor on the outside did not do justice to the interior. Hardwood floors and a mahogany staircase. She couldn’t imagine living in, never mind the upkeep, of a house this size. Her home probably fit inside his with ease. Directly ahead a wide staircase led up to a second floor landing. A glance to her left showcased a spacious open concept living room complete with leather couches and settee, a large area rug spread over the hardwood floor. Large pieces of landscape artwork adorned each wall, and a fireplace graced one wall. A short hall led to an open dining room with beautiful cherry wood table to the right, and when she peered into the room, she saw the kitchen off of it.
“Let me show you to your rooms upstairs,” Grayson offered. “You can all settle in and then I’ll take you to see the home theatre and pools.”
“Sounds good,” she responded, her voice wobbling in awe.
Grayson put a hand on the small of her back to usher her toward the staircase. Heat flashed in her abdomen at his touch. Her overactive libido needed to take a break.
At the bottom of the stairs, he stopped and gestured for the boys to follow their mother. Once at the top of the plush, carpeted staircase, Grayson led them down a hall to the right.
Cohen shouted his incredulity at the humungous room with large windows, natural light flooding in. The walls were a light cream color, and the two queen-sized beds each had a comforter—one deep red, the other navy blue. Dark wood dressers and wall-to-carpet mirrors on closet doors made for a spectacular space.
A brotherly round of wrestling ensued, the boys fighting to claim a bed.
Grayson chuckled. “This room isn’t really lived in. Kind of stale.”
“Boys!” Kerry called trying in vain to maintain some semblance of good manners. Neither acknowledged her. “Sorry, but I don’t think they care. This is wonderful.”
“I’m glad they’re happy to be here for the weekend. Come on—let me show you to your room while they get used to their surroundings.” Grayson nodded for her to follow him, and he led her across the hall.
“Wow.” Kerry dropped her bag where she stood and stepped into paradise. Fresh-cut flowers in vases were on the dresser and night stands, the scent welcoming, complimenting the robin’s egg blue color on the walls, and the light rose bedding. A window seat perched below the large window looking out into a backyard seeming without end. The water of the outdoor pool glimmered in the evening light. Trees, shrubs and flower gardens were spread out on the grounds giving it a park-like effect.
Kerry turned toward Grayson. “It’s quite a place you have here.”
He gave a nonchalant shrug. “Its home. And a lot of space for one person. Comes in handy when entertaining clients, business dinner parties, but otherwise, it echoes quite empty.”
Is he already trying to sell me on making my stay permanent? Glancing around the room, Kerry admitted the possibility of getting used to surroundings like these.
“I’m sure you’ve worked hard to be where you are in life,” Kerry commented.
Grayson nodded. “I have. But lately, I’ve been wondering if it’s all worth anything when you have no one to share it with.”
“You must have friends.”
Grayson shoved his hands in his pockets. “I’ve got plenty of those, but when you come home night after night to an empty house of this size—I often feel alone. Never used to. I wonder if I’m feeling my age.”
“Your age?” Kerry scoffed. “Try having your fortieth birthday looming. You know, maybe you need to downsize,” she suggested, a playful smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. “Not add more people to it. Use the sale of this place to increase your sizable
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