Almost Like Being in Love by Beth K. Vogt

Author:Beth K. Vogt
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Howard Books

TWENTY-FOUR

One thing was for sure. Caron was not a professional home stager. Even so, for all the challenges facing her, there was a part of her that loved imagining just how she was going to decorate each room in Eddie Kingston’s house.

The diagram on the conference room whiteboard was rudimentary at best. And the Post-it notes she’d positioned in each room to indicate where pieces of furniture would go were haphazard, some torn in half to designate smaller pieces of furniture—an end table or coffee table. But still, the exercise helped her visualize what she wanted to do in each room.

Placing a rectangular orange Post-it note labeled couch in the family room, Caron stepped back, careful not to trip over her red high heels that she’d kicked off more than an hour ago as she worked on the two-dimensional house. Couch—check. Chair—check. Coffee table—check. If only she knew someone with a pool table . . . no, too heavy. Maybe a foosball table? Too casual and also too tempting for the kids who were sure to accompany their parents through the tour. As it was, she planned on asking Eddie for cans of touch-up paint so she and Kade could check the walls each night after people came through the house.

She closed her eyes, pursing her lips, visualizing the room again in her mind. It was large, easily twenty by thirty feet. Maybe another grouping of a love seat and two coordinating chairs with another table? More furniture to be added to the list.

“And just what have you done to my whiteboard?” Kade’s voice intruded on her musing.

“Oh!” Caron whirled around, dropping her handful of multicolored Post-its. “I was mulling . . . planning out the rooms.”

“Is that what this is?” Kade’s voice brimmed with laughter, even as he came forward, kneeling to help pick up the scattered notes.

Caron knelt, too, blocking the sight of her kicked-off shoes—and her bare feet—at least for a few seconds. “Yes. It helps me to see things . . . well, a little better.”

“Here you go.” Kade held out the Post-its he’d gathered for her.

This close up, she could see how his eyes were different shades of brown—a darker, richer color surrounding the irises, radiating out to a warmer honey brown.

“Thank you. I didn’t mean to be so clumsy.”

“My fault. I startled you.” He offered her his hand. “Let me help you up.”

Unlike Alex’s, Kade’s hands were smooth, his nails clean and cut short. He used to hold her hand all the time when they walked along the beach. During church. Grocery shopping, steering the grocery cart with one hand. When he drove. While they ate out at a restaurant, often choosing to sit beside her on the same side of a booth.

“Thanks.” Caron pulled her hand away, tucking it behind her. “So what do you think?”

“Um, why don’t you tell me what I’m looking at, and then I’ll tell you what I think.”

“It’s not that bad, is it?” At his silence, she laughed. “Okay, I admit, it’s a bit of a hodgepodge.

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