Screaming To Be Solved by Hope Lauren

Screaming To Be Solved by Hope Lauren

Author:Hope, Lauren [Hope, Lauren]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-02-12T18:30:00+00:00


When she walked inside, it was even better.

The home was filled with rich, old, wonderful architecture. Classic lines, elegant curves. Beauty at its best. History in its fullest. Why hadn’t he told her he lived in such glory? She’d been mistaken about Design Palace, this was heaven for a woman with a heart for design.

As she glanced around though, a frown began to play at her mouth. This was heaven yes, but it was an empty paradise. The man had nothing in this splendid place.

“Grant.” She turned to him. “Where’s all your stuff?”

“You’re lookin’ at it.”

“You’re kidding, right?”

He frowned sheepishly. “You don’t like it?”

“Like it?” She put a hand to her heart. “I love it. It’s—it’s beyond wonderful. Do you have any idea what I could do in here?”

“Wonders probably.”

“Precisely.” She smiled and scanned the spacious entryway, butterflies flitting in her stomach at how exquisite this alone could be, not to mention the sweeping living room to her left and expansive dining room on the right.

“I might take you up on that someday.” He smiled her way, set the bag he carried on the floor beside her. “Well, I’m sure you’d like to go to bed. It’s right down that hall.” He pointed to the left, past the living room, down a long corridor. “Need me to carry this?” He gestured to her overnight bag.

“Actually, if you don’t mind, I’d like to sit awhile. I wouldn’t mind a distraction from tonight.” She glanced around. “This is a nice start.”

He grinned at that. “Good. I can take you on a tour then.”

“I’d love it.” She reached to hang her purse on the hook by the door, saw her hands trembling. By the frown he wore she could tell he did too. “Guess I’m a little jumpy still.”

“You’ve got every right to be. Break-ins are a violation, just like anything else.”

She nodded, wishing she could go back to talking house and dreaming about a life that wasn’t her own.

“Need something to drink? We could start with a tour of the kitchen.”

“I’d love to.” She smiled and followed him straight through the entryway to a generous, just-as-gorgeous-as-the rest-of-the-house kitchen, all the while trying to file away the design ideas running through her head. If she could just get her hands on this place! It could be a show home, no doubt.

She watched in awe as he strode to old cherry cabinets with beautiful beveled glass fronts. Cobalt blue glasses were stacked neatly behind the door. That cleanliness of the kitchen, with its polished, ivory marbled countertops and tidily stacked blue dishes impressed her far more than his decorative skills.

He pulled down two tall glasses, set them on a big, narrow island. Walking to the refrigerator, he swung open the door, rapped his fingers against the outside.

“What’s your pleasure? There’s Coke, tea, orange juice . . . sorry I don’t have any of the good stuff that’ll really make you forget tonight.” He turned and grinned over his shoulder, pulled a pitcher of tea out of the fridge for himself.



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