Proposal at the Winter Ball by Gilmore Jessica

Author:Gilmore, Jessica [Gilmore, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2015-12-08T08:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

‘CAMILLA SEEMED IMPRESSED with your ideas.’

Flora put her hairbrush down and turned to look at Alex, admiring the lithe grace as he sprawled on the bed, completely at his ease as he looked through her sketchbook. ‘It was like being summoned for an audience with the queen,’ she said, her palms damp at just the memory. ‘It’s a good thing she can’t actually raise those eyebrows of hers, she made me feel about six as it was.’

‘That’s just her way. I don’t think she meant to question you quite so closely—she knew you would have no real idea of cost at this stage. We’re still at the initial concepts.’

‘How can I even think about putting costs in when she hasn’t even decided which of your ideas she wants? Plus I have no idea of what I can actually source there—or what her actual budget is.’ At least when she had worked in-house she hadn’t had to worry about any of this part. She had been given a task, she’d completed it, easy—even if it had been dull and monotonous and about as creative as granola.

He turned another page, nodding as he looked at her carefully drawn plans. ‘Relax. No one expects you to know any of this yet. Once Camilla gives us the go-ahead we can do a reconnaissance trip out there. We’ll need to talk about money as well. The interior design is all subcontracted through my firm. Lola charged for each project as a whole but I could take you on as a contracted member of staff if that makes things easier.’

Flora froze. It would make things a lot easier. She had no idea about how much to charge if she freelanced, nor how often she could invoice, when she would get paid—or how she’d live until she did. But working with Alex? Travelling to Bali with him? It wasn’t going to be the kind of cold turkey she thought she might need...

Because four nights in and she was already getting a little addicted to his touch. To the way his eyes seemed to caress her. To the way his hands most definitely did. To his mouth and the long, lean lines of his body.

She was in way over her head, barely graduated off the nursery slopes and yet heading full tilt down a black run and she didn’t even care. ‘Do we have to go on this evening’s jaunt?’ She allowed her eyes to travel suggestively over his body. ‘I’ve seen the Christmas markets.’

‘Not at night, you haven’t, and yes, you do. Three-line whip. But we don’t have to hang around in the bar after we get back if you would rather get some rest.’ He smiled like the big bad wolf eyeing up Red Riding Hood.

‘I do need a lot of rest,’ she agreed solemnly. ‘All this mountain air is exhausting me. I may also need a really long hot bath.’

‘I was thinking about a bath too,’ he said softly and she shivered at the intent look in his eyes as he slowly glanced from the large tub to her.

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