salad.
“Did you make all of this?” she asked, stunned by all the food.
Grayson laughed. “No way. I had someone bring it in,” he told her and poured two glasses of rich, red wine. “Here,” he handed one of the glasses to her. “Now sit down and tell me what you’ve dreamed up to make this sad pile of stones livable.”
Scarlett laughed at his description and took a seat while he piled an enormous serving of the pasta onto her plate. She’d never be able to eat all of that, but she thought he was cute as he filled up the rest of the plate with salad and added two slices of garlic bread. Amazingly, that was only half of what he served himself, but since he was twice her size, she supposed that made sense.
“I have just started sketching out some ideas. I don’t know what Sierra and Harrison want at this point but I thought about some really good ideas for making the rooms a bit more warm and cozy.” She stabbed several pieces of lettuce and looked across the table at him. “What have you been working on?”
Grayson took a long swallow of the excellent red wine before answering. He wasn’t exactly sure what to say because, in reality, he hadn’t accomplished anything today. All his mind could focus on was the way her silk blouse moved against those perfect, beautiful breasts or those long silky legs. Every time he tried to focus on work, an image of her and those yellow slacks reared up in his mind, distracting him once again.
“I reviewed some contracts,” he replied grimly.
Scarlett cringed. “That doesn’t seem very exciting.”
“It is very exciting,” he replied, when he actually did something with the contracts, he silently added. “I prefer looking at contracts and reviewing ways to make money versus drawing something. No one would be able to figure out what I’ve drawn.”
She laughed. “Anything that has a profit and loss spreadsheet interests you.”
They discussed the various repairs that needed to happen on the castle before she could start her work. As she spoke, she realized that there weren’t as many problems with the structure of the castle as she’d originally thought. “The architect thinks that he can be finished in only a couple more days.”
“That soon?” Grayson asked. “I thought there were some pretty major issues with the external structure.”
Scarlett shrugged. “I thought so as well. But when the architect got in here, he discovered that most of the work wasn’t needed. All of the areas that Harrison thought were breaking down were actually fine. There are several cracks in the stones, but the architect explained that the weight of the stone blocks actually supported each other, making it a relatively solid structure.” She shrugged and took another sip of wine. “It won’t stand up to a major earthquake, but it will protect the occupants during many more winters to come. According to the man I hired. I’ll check with Harrison again just to make sure he didn’t want additional work done, but overall the castle is still pretty solid even after all these centuries.”
Grayson finished off his meal and leaned back in the chair, filling up both of their wineglasses once more. He noticed that she had only finished off a fraction of the food that he’d served her and waited until she was finished. “So how long will it take you to finish all the work that you want to do in here?”
Scarlett looked around, her eyes glancing up at the ceiling and the walls. “Well, this kitchen needs some pretty major renovations which should take about four weeks. But that depends on how soon the cabinets and other appliances can come in that I ordered.” She lifted her glass and leaned back into the chair, thinking about all the things that she wanted to do for Sierra and Harrison’s beautiful castle.
“I really love this place. There’s just something about the old stones and the interesting rooms that make me want to just
“Did you make all of this?” she asked, stunned by all the food.
Grayson laughed. “No way. I had someone bring it in,” he told her and poured two glasses of rich, red wine. “Here,” he handed one of the glasses to her. “Now sit down and tell me what you’ve dreamed up to make this sad pile of stones livable.”
Scarlett laughed at his description and took a seat while he piled an enormous serving of the pasta onto her plate. She’d never be able to eat all of that, but she thought he was cute as he filled up the rest of the plate with salad and added two slices of garlic bread. Amazingly, that was only half of what he served himself, but since he was twice her size, she supposed that made sense.
“I have just started sketching out some ideas. I don’t know what Sierra and Harrison want at this point but I thought about some really good ideas for making the rooms a bit more warm and cozy.” She stabbed several pieces of lettuce and looked across the table at him. “What have you been working on?”
Grayson took a long swallow of the excellent red wine before answering. He wasn’t exactly sure what to say because, in reality, he hadn’t accomplished anything today. All his mind could focus on was the way her silk blouse moved against those perfect, beautiful breasts or those long silky legs. Every time he tried to focus on work, an image of her and those yellow slacks reared up in his mind, distracting him once again.
“I reviewed some contracts,” he replied grimly.
Scarlett cringed. “That doesn’t seem very exciting.”
“It is very exciting,” he replied, when he actually did something with the contracts, he silently added. “I prefer looking at contracts and reviewing ways to make money versus drawing something. No one would be able to figure out what I’ve drawn.”
She laughed. “Anything that has a profit and loss spreadsheet interests you.”
They discussed the various repairs that needed to happen on the castle before she could start her work. As she spoke, she realized that there weren’t as many problems with the structure of the castle as she’d originally thought. “The architect thinks that he can be finished in only a couple more days.”
“That soon?” Grayson asked. “I thought there were some pretty major issues with the external structure.”
Scarlett shrugged. “I thought so as well. But when the architect got in here, he discovered that most of the work wasn’t needed. All of the areas that Harrison thought were breaking down were actually fine. There are several cracks in the stones, but the architect explained that the weight of the stone blocks actually supported each other, making it a relatively solid structure.” She shrugged and took another sip of wine. “It won’t stand up to a major earthquake, but it will protect the occupants during many more winters to come. According to the man I hired. I’ll check with Harrison again just to make sure he didn’t want additional work done, but overall the castle is still pretty solid even after all these centuries.”
Grayson finished off his meal and leaned back in the chair, filling up both of their wineglasses once more. He noticed that she had only finished off a fraction of the food that he’d served her and waited until she was finished. “So how long will it take you to finish all the work that you want to do in here?”
Scarlett looked around, her eyes glancing up at the ceiling and the walls. “Well, this kitchen needs some pretty major renovations which should take about four weeks. But that depends on how soon the cabinets and other appliances can come in that I ordered.” She lifted her glass and leaned back into the chair, thinking about all the things that she wanted to do for Sierra and Harrison’s beautiful castle.
“I really love this place. There’s just something about the old stones and the interesting rooms that make me want to just
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