the table.
Tipping back her head, Rosie eyed the great wrought iron candelabra which hung from a heavy chain suspended from the ceiling.
‘Wow, I had no idea you were so far along with this.’
Josh slung his arm around her shoulder in a comfortable, friendly manner and she leaned into him.
‘The building was made weatherproof when we re-habbed The Hall. We’ve taken our time getting this just the way he wants it. The reclaimed floor’s fabulous isn’t it? State of the art under floor heating, it’ll be toastie in the winter.’
Hearing the enthusiasm in his voice for this project she smiled up at him.
‘You get a real kick of out this, don’t you?’
Blue eyes twinkled into hers.
‘I do. Projects like Ludlow Hall are a once in a lifetime opportunity. I’ve just finished a project for Coco Monroe. All glass and steel built into a hillside overlooking a lake. It’s fantastic.’
Now Rosie grinned.
‘She’s a friend of mine. We went to school together.’
‘I bet you and she were always sitting on the naughty step.’
Rosie laughed remembering the time Coco had run a teacher’s 38FF bra up the flagpole.
‘She’s a pistol.’
‘Tell me about it. Celebrity types can be tricky, but she was easy to work with. Knew what she wanted and how she wanted it.’
‘Her friends don’t believe even half of what’s written about her. I wouldn’t want to live in her world.’
Josh nodded. ‘Bloody nightmare with the paps shadowing her every move.
Coco didn’t have an easy life and Rosie was careful not to gossip. Josh was a nice guy and appeared sincere but she steered the conversation away from her famous friend.
‘Where’s the kitchen?’
He led the way through the dining room, past what looked like a snug or a study and into a cavernous room which was obviously an extension.
It had three sets of folding French Doors which opened out to a smart deck area high above the river.
What a fantastic space!
There was more than enough room for a couple of sofas and a casual eating area. And she spotted a great laundry and boot room too.
Josh guided her to a folding decorator’s table where plans were laid out.
Rosie ran an expert eye over the design and it tugged at her heartstrings, it was a cosy family space with ivory hand painted cupboards, acres of jewelled granite in creams and coffee with a large central island with an extra sink. And a fabulous handmade dresser with a monster of an Aga tucked in the middle of a chimney breast.
‘I love it. It could do with another drawer pack for tea towels, place mats etc.’
Josh made a note on his cell phone.
‘Good spot.’
‘It’s not my house. I can’t understand why he wants my input.’
‘I think he wants a female’s perspective.’
In a sudden move that caught her totally by surprise, Josh swiped her panties from her back pocket.
‘And what’s this?’ He sent her a big grin. ‘Rosemary Gordon, just what have you been doing up in them thar hills?’
‘Aw, Josh, give them back.’
Shaking his head, he stepped back and tucked her underwear into the breast pocket of his shirt.
‘Not a chance. I collect panties. It’s a little perversion of mine.’
‘You’re too nice to have perversions.’
Not willing to play, Rosie shrugged, too caught up in the house. It was so beautiful. A dream home for one lucky lady. The sharp ache in her chest had her take a breath.
She checked the time.
‘I need to get back.’
Companionably, they strolled back to the entrance door.
‘I’ll tell Alexander it needs another drawer pack.’
As Josh closed the door to the barn, Rosie turned and stopped dead when she spotted the tall, dark figure striding towards them.
Alexander’s jacket was slung over his shoulder as he tugged off his tie.
To her utter dismay her heart did its usual flip in her chest as nerves wound tight in her tummy so she wasn’t expecting what happened next.
‘I think this is as good a time as any to show him what
Tipping back her head, Rosie eyed the great wrought iron candelabra which hung from a heavy chain suspended from the ceiling.
‘Wow, I had no idea you were so far along with this.’
Josh slung his arm around her shoulder in a comfortable, friendly manner and she leaned into him.
‘The building was made weatherproof when we re-habbed The Hall. We’ve taken our time getting this just the way he wants it. The reclaimed floor’s fabulous isn’t it? State of the art under floor heating, it’ll be toastie in the winter.’
Hearing the enthusiasm in his voice for this project she smiled up at him.
‘You get a real kick of out this, don’t you?’
Blue eyes twinkled into hers.
‘I do. Projects like Ludlow Hall are a once in a lifetime opportunity. I’ve just finished a project for Coco Monroe. All glass and steel built into a hillside overlooking a lake. It’s fantastic.’
Now Rosie grinned.
‘She’s a friend of mine. We went to school together.’
‘I bet you and she were always sitting on the naughty step.’
Rosie laughed remembering the time Coco had run a teacher’s 38FF bra up the flagpole.
‘She’s a pistol.’
‘Tell me about it. Celebrity types can be tricky, but she was easy to work with. Knew what she wanted and how she wanted it.’
‘Her friends don’t believe even half of what’s written about her. I wouldn’t want to live in her world.’
Josh nodded. ‘Bloody nightmare with the paps shadowing her every move.
Coco didn’t have an easy life and Rosie was careful not to gossip. Josh was a nice guy and appeared sincere but she steered the conversation away from her famous friend.
‘Where’s the kitchen?’
He led the way through the dining room, past what looked like a snug or a study and into a cavernous room which was obviously an extension.
It had three sets of folding French Doors which opened out to a smart deck area high above the river.
What a fantastic space!
There was more than enough room for a couple of sofas and a casual eating area. And she spotted a great laundry and boot room too.
Josh guided her to a folding decorator’s table where plans were laid out.
Rosie ran an expert eye over the design and it tugged at her heartstrings, it was a cosy family space with ivory hand painted cupboards, acres of jewelled granite in creams and coffee with a large central island with an extra sink. And a fabulous handmade dresser with a monster of an Aga tucked in the middle of a chimney breast.
‘I love it. It could do with another drawer pack for tea towels, place mats etc.’
Josh made a note on his cell phone.
‘Good spot.’
‘It’s not my house. I can’t understand why he wants my input.’
‘I think he wants a female’s perspective.’
In a sudden move that caught her totally by surprise, Josh swiped her panties from her back pocket.
‘And what’s this?’ He sent her a big grin. ‘Rosemary Gordon, just what have you been doing up in them thar hills?’
‘Aw, Josh, give them back.’
Shaking his head, he stepped back and tucked her underwear into the breast pocket of his shirt.
‘Not a chance. I collect panties. It’s a little perversion of mine.’
‘You’re too nice to have perversions.’
Not willing to play, Rosie shrugged, too caught up in the house. It was so beautiful. A dream home for one lucky lady. The sharp ache in her chest had her take a breath.
She checked the time.
‘I need to get back.’
Companionably, they strolled back to the entrance door.
‘I’ll tell Alexander it needs another drawer pack.’
As Josh closed the door to the barn, Rosie turned and stopped dead when she spotted the tall, dark figure striding towards them.
Alexander’s jacket was slung over his shoulder as he tugged off his tie.
To her utter dismay her heart did its usual flip in her chest as nerves wound tight in her tummy so she wasn’t expecting what happened next.
‘I think this is as good a time as any to show him what
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