“This means something to me, and I’d like to see if it means something to you, too,” I whisper, as I lean back and look into her eyes.
She bites her bottom lip and nods, but I can see the sweet desire in her eyes. God, how I’d love to lay her down across this table and kiss every inch of her. But just as the thought crosses my mind, I hear a truck pull up outside.
“Shit.” I glance down at my watch and see what time it is. “The crew’s here.”
“Do any of you guys sleep?” she asks, craning to look around me.
“Only on the weekends. So tomorrow.” I wink at her and then stand up. “You better get upstairs and get dressed.”
She looks down at her pajamas as she stands up. “I’m in the ugliest thing I could find,” she says, pointing to her clothes.
“And yet you’re still the sexiest woman I’ve ever laid eyes on,” I retort, kissing her softly once more. I just can’t help myself.
When there’s a knock on the door, she jumps back like we’ve been caught having sex. Then she reaches over, grabs the box of donuts and her coffee and winks at me before she leaves the kitchen.
“She’s the one,” I say to myself as she looks back at me one more time before she goes up the steps.
I smile to myself and walk over to let the guys in. My friend Cory comes in and looks at me funny.
“What are you grinning about?” he asks, lugging his tool bag behind him.
“Just a great day to work.”
He shakes his head and gives me a knowing smile. “It sure is.” He glances up the stairs that Ginny just took and then back to the kitchen. “You ready?”
“Absolutely.”
A little while later Ginny comes down dressed for work. I can feel her even before she comes around the corner and into the kitchen.
“Wow.” She looks around and her eyes are bright with excitement.
“Do you like it?” I ask, coming down from the ladder and over to where she is.
“I can’t believe how much bigger it is.”
“You look beautiful,” I say, and she ducks her head to hide her smile.
“Thank you.”
I touch her chin and make her look up at me. “Don’t keep this from me,” I say, running my thumb across her bottom lip.
Leaning down, I brush my lips against hers, needing just a quick kiss. There are about ten guys working behind us and I don’t want them getting an eyeful.
“So, um. I’ll come by at lunch,” she says, and although she’s shy, it’s pretty adorable.
“Here,” I say, pulling some cash out of my wallet. “Do you mind bringing me something to eat?”
“Let me pay for lunch,” she offers, but I take her hand and put the bills in it.
“My lady doesn’t pay,” I say, pulling her in my arms and hugging her.
“Thank you,” she says, and I lean down to give her one more quick kiss.
“Now get out of here. You’re distracting me,” I say, walking her to the front door and making sure she gets in her car safe.
I’ve still got my eyes on her, and I already miss her.
Chapter 11
Genevieve
I feel like I’m on cloud nine all morning. I wish the clock would move faster because I want to see Barrett again. I debate texting him but don’t want to bug him if he’s busy. Then just as I have the thought my phone dings. I grab it up quickly, nearly dropping it before I can swipe my finger across the screen.
Barrett: See you soon
I swear he’s in my mind sometimes. That man is always one step ahead of me. I keep checking the time and wondering if I should go bring him lunch at noon or maybe a little earlier. All I know is I want to see him so bad after this morning. I’ve never been this way about a man. I’m shaking with excitement and anticipation.
When I came downstairs I expected to feel shy and embarrassed after what happened on the phone last night, but I didn’t. In fact, talking and joking with him was so easy. Maybe knowing that he’s into me helped ease my insecurities. Even coming down in my worst pajamas, he was still all in my space. When I first showed him the house I thought maybe he just stood close to everyone, but now I know he likes being close to me.
I’m still blown away at everything he’s doing for my home. It’s almost too good to be true, and I wonder when the other shoe is going to drop. Actually, he’s too good to be true. I can only hope that he’s genuine and that what’s happening between us is the real thing.
Even with how awkward I’ve been around him, he hasn’t made me feel like an idiot. It’s not new for me to make a fool of myself when it comes to men, but with Barrett he makes me feel like it’s okay. As long as I’m being me, then he’s happy.