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change into a space that may end up completely reconfigured.”
“Yeah,” she agreed with a quick head nod. “My thought exactly.”
“Whoever built the addition did great work.”
“That would be my granddad,” she told him proudly. “Obviously, the home has been in the family for quite some time. Each generation added something to the mix. Nana had a knack for making pottery so the garage has been converted into a studio with a loft. My younger sister lived there after she finished college. She’s an artist so it was perfect for her needs.” She made a wry face and added, “My workshop is this kitchen and the bakery of course so right now the studio is empty but I thought it would be helpful as a home base for the renovation work when it began.”
He nodded and she could see that his mind was working overtime. The next hour melted away as Brynn walked Jax through every room on the first floor from the amazing library with its magnificent built-ins to the front parlor with its beautiful French doors leading to a portion of the covered porch that had been turned into a sunroom. The parlor also had unique pocket doors that, when closed, gave the small room a cozy feel.
She rambled on like a tour guide, showing him the formal living room with its high ceilings marked with plaster castings and huge fireplace. Built-in window seating with multi-sided bay windows that curved with the unusual angles found in this style home was one of Brynn’s favorite spots in the house.
“Reading nook?” he asked.
“After a fashion,” she answered with a slow smile. “There’s an alcove in the master too, but I’m emotionally attached to this spot. I remember curling up here with my sisters as a child and we would pour over these old books Nana had from her parents that were filled with beautiful illustrations covered in delicate tissue paper.”
He smiled warmly at her. “Sounds a bit like you had some Little Women going on as you grew up.”
“Oh, indeed,” she chuckled.
After that she showed him the downstairs powder room that was in serious need of an upgrade before leading him up the wide, distinctive staircase to the second floor.
Jax was seriously impressed with Brynn’s charming Queen Anne house. It was everything he hoped it would be. There was a lot that needed to be done though to bring it into this century and keep it in good condition, something he was cataloging in his mind as she walked them room-to-room.
When she started up the staircase though, every professional thought vanished from his mind when he caught sight of her hips and the sexy way they rolled and undulated as she climbed the stairs. The sight had him gritting his teeth in seconds while he clenched his fists to keep from framing her outrageous ass with both hands.
From a purely physical standpoint and an appreciative male gaze, Brynn Baron-Wilde was a fucking masterpiece. The woman fired up a carnal longing inside him that he’d never encountered before. Her hands-off vibe was curious though. Plus, she was completely unaware of how mouthwatering and stunning she was. Those two things seemed at odds with each other making him wonder what the hell her story was.
As she led him through each of the upstairs bedrooms, he made some quick mental notes about rethinking the space to meet the needs of a modern family home. He noticed that she avoided the master bedroom when she stalked past the open door and ushered him to the room next door, which at one time had most likely been a nursery. It was empty except for some old window treatments and a tarp thrown on the floor on which sat some painting supplies.
“Do you think this room could be joined to the master and turned into an en suite?”
He shrugged. “Don’t see why not. Actually, that’s a great idea. Adds value to the home should you ever want to sell.”
She blanched at his reply and quickly lowered her eyes. What in the hell was that all about? Curious.
“I’ll never
“Yeah,” she agreed with a quick head nod. “My thought exactly.”
“Whoever built the addition did great work.”
“That would be my granddad,” she told him proudly. “Obviously, the home has been in the family for quite some time. Each generation added something to the mix. Nana had a knack for making pottery so the garage has been converted into a studio with a loft. My younger sister lived there after she finished college. She’s an artist so it was perfect for her needs.” She made a wry face and added, “My workshop is this kitchen and the bakery of course so right now the studio is empty but I thought it would be helpful as a home base for the renovation work when it began.”
He nodded and she could see that his mind was working overtime. The next hour melted away as Brynn walked Jax through every room on the first floor from the amazing library with its magnificent built-ins to the front parlor with its beautiful French doors leading to a portion of the covered porch that had been turned into a sunroom. The parlor also had unique pocket doors that, when closed, gave the small room a cozy feel.
She rambled on like a tour guide, showing him the formal living room with its high ceilings marked with plaster castings and huge fireplace. Built-in window seating with multi-sided bay windows that curved with the unusual angles found in this style home was one of Brynn’s favorite spots in the house.
“Reading nook?” he asked.
“After a fashion,” she answered with a slow smile. “There’s an alcove in the master too, but I’m emotionally attached to this spot. I remember curling up here with my sisters as a child and we would pour over these old books Nana had from her parents that were filled with beautiful illustrations covered in delicate tissue paper.”
He smiled warmly at her. “Sounds a bit like you had some Little Women going on as you grew up.”
“Oh, indeed,” she chuckled.
After that she showed him the downstairs powder room that was in serious need of an upgrade before leading him up the wide, distinctive staircase to the second floor.
Jax was seriously impressed with Brynn’s charming Queen Anne house. It was everything he hoped it would be. There was a lot that needed to be done though to bring it into this century and keep it in good condition, something he was cataloging in his mind as she walked them room-to-room.
When she started up the staircase though, every professional thought vanished from his mind when he caught sight of her hips and the sexy way they rolled and undulated as she climbed the stairs. The sight had him gritting his teeth in seconds while he clenched his fists to keep from framing her outrageous ass with both hands.
From a purely physical standpoint and an appreciative male gaze, Brynn Baron-Wilde was a fucking masterpiece. The woman fired up a carnal longing inside him that he’d never encountered before. Her hands-off vibe was curious though. Plus, she was completely unaware of how mouthwatering and stunning she was. Those two things seemed at odds with each other making him wonder what the hell her story was.
As she led him through each of the upstairs bedrooms, he made some quick mental notes about rethinking the space to meet the needs of a modern family home. He noticed that she avoided the master bedroom when she stalked past the open door and ushered him to the room next door, which at one time had most likely been a nursery. It was empty except for some old window treatments and a tarp thrown on the floor on which sat some painting supplies.
“Do you think this room could be joined to the master and turned into an en suite?”
He shrugged. “Don’t see why not. Actually, that’s a great idea. Adds value to the home should you ever want to sell.”
She blanched at his reply and quickly lowered her eyes. What in the hell was that all about? Curious.
“I’ll never
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