Against All Odds by Sam Crescent

Author:Sam Crescent [Crescent, Sam]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00G2UQE66
Goodreads: 18709937
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Published: 2013-10-01T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

One week later with a suitcase in hand, Heather stared up at the large house she was about to live in. Ben was grabbing a couple more cases from the trunk of the car. They’d said goodbye to the Ashtons that morning. She’d been ready to get out of the cabin, but staring up at his house, she couldn’t help doubt her original thoughts.

The house was large, bigger than her parents’ home.

“Is this like a mini-mansion?” she asked.

“I like plenty of space. It’s a seven bedroom house,” he said, standing beside her.

“You’ve got a security gate.”

“Yes. I’m a private guy. I’m also a shifter. I need space and privacy.”

She could only nod as he produced a set of keys.

They walked up the steps, and she waited as he slid a card inside a lock and then typed in a load of buttons. Once inside he flicked a switch. It didn’t seem so large inside, and she saw several pieces of expensive art work on the walls.

“Do you have people working for you?” she asked.

“I’ve got a maid and a cleaning crew. I don’t clean. I do cook and everything else.” He dropped her case on the floor. She followed him through to the first room. Considering the house was large she noted the modern, bachelor décor.

“Did you get in a decorating crew?” she asked.

“No, I did all this myself. I work from home, and I like building shit with my hands. I got it from my father. I bought the house about three years ago, and I spent the first two and a half years bringing it back up to repair,” he said.

She watched him open a heavy curtain. Going to the fabric, she knew it wasn’t readily available around them.

“Yes, I will confess to owning a sewing machine as well. My mom used to love working with her hands, and she taught me how to make everything myself. I’ve done all the fabrics and built all the furniture.”

She was truly amazed. “Is that why you’re so fit? I mean, erm, your muscles are rock hard. They look rock hard.”

He chuckled. “I’ve got a gym, but I don’t use it. I love working with my hands, and the best way to do that is by making everything myself.”

“This is amazing.”

“Take a seat,” he said, tapping the back of a chair.

Cautiously she sat down and moaned. The chair was so soft and comfortable. On the far wall a large plasma television hung waiting to be watched. “How do you move out of this room?” she asked.

“I’m waiting for you to laugh at my hobbies.”

“Why?” She watched him take a seat next to her. Heather couldn’t deny he really was a good-looking, hard-working man.

“I’ve got woman hobbies.”

“Excuse me?” she asked, laughing. “Women’s hobbies?”

He laughed with her. “It’s something my dad would always say.”

“Ben, there are male designers out there. You’re good at what you do. I think you should be proud of what you’ve achieved. This house is amazing. I want to see more of it.

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