Home Is Where the Heart Is by J A Fielding, Bwwm Romance Dot Com Page A

car…”Julie
started before Dana shook her head.
    “ The show must go on,”
Dana replied assertively. Julie rolled her eyes.
    “ This isn’t theatre you
know,” Julie retorted “And the fact is, traffic is a
bitch right now. I will never get there in time.”
    “ You will just have to try,”
Dana said as she walked away from her desk. Julie wanted to scream.
She hated taking cabs to meet with prospective clients and to make it
worse, it was a property
mogul. An English
property mogul. If there was something she was sure about as far as
Englishmen were concerned was time, and thanks to her good for
nothing car, she was already late. She practically bolted out of the
office and made her way to the elevator. This was one of those days
she wished she had on some nice flat shoes or that her office had no
strict dress code. Luckily, she managed to get a cab almost as soon
as she got out of the building, and as luck would have it, getting
across town was not as difficult as it usually was. Traffic was
actually minimal on that particular day.
    “ There is a god,” she
thought as she got out of the cab. She paid the cab driver and then
turned around to look at the house in front of her. It was the most
perfect property she had ever laid eyes on. It had everything an
estate agent could ever hope for: it had the most perfect driveway
donned with a perfectly manicured lawn and the brick finish of the
house was just the icing on the cake. She was still looking at the
house when she heard a car pulling up. She turned around and smiled
at a tall dark-haired man getting out of a white Range Rover.
    “ Hi, you must be Julie Parker,”
he questioned as he walked towards her. She could not help but notice
just how perfect he looked. He actually reminded her of Christian
Grey on Fifty Shades of Grey. He was almost exactly like him. He was
in a pale blue shirt and a pinstripe grey suit. He looked really
simple, but she was sure that his attire, simple as it was, probably
cost more than her house. She didn’t even realize that she had
been staring at him all this time. “Miss Parker?” he
asked as he looked at her, snapping her out of her trance.
    “ I’m sorry…yeah…
I am Julie…Parker,” she said. The man smiled at her and
nodded.
    “ Yeah, I kind of just said
that.”
    Julie felt her cheeks get hot.
    “ Sorry…” her words
trailed off when she realized that Dana had not given her his name
    “ Steven Davenport,” he
said as he stretched out his hand to shake hers. “Pleasure to
meet you.” She almost melted at his unmistakable British
accent.
    “ Julie Parker,” she told
him. She let her gaze drop to the floor when she realized that she
had just said her name for the umpteenth time. “Sorry,”
she apologized, smiling at him embarrassed.
    “ Shall we take a tour of the
house?” Steven asked looking at her.
    “ Sure,” she said as he
walked towards the front door.
    “ So, I have to say that I
really love the brick finish. It makes me feel like I’m back
home in London,” Steven admitted looking around.
    “ I’m glad you like it.
But I am sure you will like everything about this house,” Julie
replied confidently as they entered.
    “ I hope so,” he replied.
    “ So, it is a three bedroom,
four bath, two story house complete with hardwood floors. I should
point out that everything in the house is one hundred percent
original, nothing has been replaced and it is still in great
condition,” Julie described as Steven walked around the
gigantic living room. She had to admit, the house was perfect.
    “ The lighting is amazing in
here,” he gasped as he looked around.
    “ Yeah, that’s one of the
perks of the property,” she said chuckling. “Come this
way, you haven’t seen the master bedroom yet.” She walked
out of the living room and up the stairs. When they walked into the
master bedroom, even she wanted to move in. It was so big that Julie
thought that she could comfortably fit four king sized