Hot Buttered Yum by Kim Law

Author:Kim Law [Law, Kim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781477817568
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Goodreads: 19153877
Publisher: Montlake Romance
Published: 2012-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

By the time Lucas got to the top of the stairs, all he saw of Roni was her retreating behind in her tight black-and-blue running pants. She did leave the sliding door standing open, though. Inviting him in? Or possibly, conceding defeat.

Either way, he was entering her house and she was allowing it. Score one for him.

He stepped cautiously inside and found himself standing alone in her living room, which was actually only one part of a much larger space. The entire room comprised her living room, kitchen, and dining area. It had high ceilings and elaborate crown molding, with the detail of the molding mimicked in the woodwork of the kitchen. The cream cabinetry and light-stone tile floor gave it a wide-open feel. The room was huge.

Not that he was surprised. Her whole house was huge. He’d seen that from the outside.

What did surprise him was the piano in place of where he would expect to find a table and chairs. A large piano. One that took up enough space that Roni could easily fit a table for twelve there instead.

There were papers scattered on top, along with a couple pencils. A few more papers were crumpled and pushed to the side, and a couple had tumbled to the floor. A squat, seemingly forgotten plant sat brown and dry in front of the floor-to-ceiling bay windows that were directly behind the piano.

Next was the kitchen.

The stainless-steel range was industrial-size, and the counter space would be a culinary student’s dream come true. If there wasn’t such a mess scattered about.

A coffeepot sat next to the sink, its lid removed, and two brown trails of stains dribbling from the spout. Several mugs littered the area around the pot. The cabinet door above the area hung open, with more mugs and a stack of bowls perched on the shelves.

Running parallel, an oversize island spanned the room, with a small sink on one end. The opposite end held the tea set Mrs. Rylander had brought over, along with an unorganized cluster of plates. It looked as if Roni had sat at one of the padded barstools to eat, but then pushed the dishes aside instead of taking them to the dishwasher.

Or even the sink.

Several times.

Not that the place was a disaster. Just … untidy. There was a clump of bananas shoved haphazardly to one side of the stove, and two oranges that looked to have rolled away from the rest of the fruit lay butted up to a plastic mesh bag of avocados. There were also two empty baskets sitting alongside the fruit as if only waiting to hold everything.

Appliances of all types and sizes dotted the granite countertops, and a short hallway led to the open door of what he could only guess was a room-size pantry.

He scanned his way back to the living room, bypassing the foyer and the attached room with the French doors, and his gaze landed on the table bumped up behind the sofa. It was covered in pictures.

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