Material Girl by Julia London

Author:Julia London [London, Julia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fiction, contemporary romance, sisters, family sagas, womens fiction
Publisher: Julia London
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

That might have been the best sex she ever had, but nonetheless, Robin tiptoed out after Jake had fallen asleep, then worried that she had really screwed things up. She hoped he wouldn’t think it was one of those wham-bam-thank-you-Sam deals, because it certainly wasn’t that. It was more a generalized fear of what she had gotten herself into, because just thinking about what had happened between them made her all warm and mushy inside and sent a delicious little shiver up her spine.

This would not do—she wasn’t about to embark on some protracted fling with her contractor. Surely he understood they were pals. Sort of. Okay, so they’d hung out a little bit. They were in close quarters—it was natural. But surely he knew, like she knew, that everything would return to normal when the job was done.

But when Jake arrived at work, he was carrying a bouquet of lilac and bridal veil flowers. “I’ve got a couple of bushes growing around my house,” he said, sort of apologetically.

Uh-oh. The man had gotten up, discovered she had left, and still had gone outside with a knife to cut her fresh flowers. In the rain. Damn. Yep, they were just about the most beautiful flowers she had ever seen. And Jake . . . well, Jake just made her sigh. Which was why this whole thing had all the markings of a complete disaster.

In fact, Robin was so preoccupied with those thoughts as she arranged the flowers in an old cut-glass vase that she was oblivious to the crews stomping about, or Zaney singing the new song he had penned (it was sooo bad), or the rain, or the phone, or the herd of pink flamingos, which, for some inexplicable reason, had been moved to her kitchen in her absence.

She put the arrangement smack-dab in the center of her dining room table, then repositioned her computer so she could surreptitiously see Jake through the flowers as he moved in and out of the entry. Then she proceeded to watch him instead of working on the figures she had picked up from Minot like she had promised Evan she would do.

And that is precisely what she was doing when Lucy arrived an hour later, sporting two cups of coffee and a thick file. “Where’d the flowers come from?” she asked as she dumped the file onto the dining table.

“An admirer,” Robin said coyly.

“Ah, come on!” Lucy whined. “Who from?”

Robin shook her head, thankful for once that the doorbell rang.

“Come on, who, who?” Lucy begged as Robin moved to answer the door.

“Forget it. I’m not saying,” Robin said as she picked her way through the scaffolding. She winked at Jake as she went by, opened the door, but could not see the delivery guy behind the huge spray of yellow baby roses in a crystal vase. “Robin Lear?”

“For me?” she asked with delight. Jesus, she was going to have to write Time magazine and insist he be named Man of the Year.

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