Unexpected Rush (Play-By-Play #11)(11)

Mirrored walls in the family room. And carpet. Yuck. With two sliders—and drapes.

Who decorated this thing? It was awful.

“It’s so dark in here,” she said, grimacing. “We need to bring some of that fantastic outside light in here.”

“Any thoughts on how to do that?”

“Yes.” She made a note on her tablet. “You have tall ceilings in here. We’ll knock out some of the walls and add more windows, top to bottom. We’ll do a bi-fold door near the pool to bring in even more light. And all of this carpet has got to go. I’d suggest marble or tile in here because of the pool. The last thing you want is people traipsing inside with their wet feet onto carpet.”

“Agree with you there.”

She opened the sliding glass door and walked outside. It was super spacious, with a pool, a hot tub and a fantastic view of the water, but she had an idea.

She turned to him. “Another option to think about is a sunroom off the formal living area to the side. You have the space, and you could entertain, even when it rains.” She walked over to the slider leading into the other side of the house. Barrett followed.

“Right here,” she said. “I could see a bar over there, lots of tables and chairs and we could mount a TV. You’re on the water and you want to extend your outdoor area as much as possible.”

He could envision what she said, could already see the bar, could see his friends there watching sports or playing poker. “I like the idea.”

“Of course you do. I have great ideas, Barrett.” She headed back outside, past the pool, making notes along the way.

“Landscaping needs a little cleanup and refreshing. Some taller bushes here, a few extra trees there. You don’t want to obliterate your awesome views of the water, but you also need your privacy. You’re well-known in the area. You don’t want every gawker on a speedboat snapping pictures of you partying with your friends.”

“I hadn’t thought about that.”

She lifted her gaze to his, confidence evident in her smile. “That’s why you have me. Trust me. I’ll think of everything for you. All you have to do is play ball.”

He cocked a brow. “Really.”

She tipped her finger under his chin. “Absolutely. I’ll take care of everything and when I’m done, this place will be the house of your dreams, Barrett. All you have to do is tell me what you want, and I’ll make it happen for you. I’ll even give you things you never dreamed of.”

Barrett sucked in a deep breath of humid summer air. Harmony was going to have to stop putting those ideas in his head. Thoughts of her giving him everything he ever dreamed of went well beyond just this house.

She’d shown up in that little red sundress that clung to her curves and showed off her spectacular legs and made him think of her as a woman, not a girl.

He didn’t want to think of her as a woman.

He didn’t want to think about her at all.

He didn’t know why the hell he’d agreed to this. It was painful.

She pulled her gaze away from his and looked down at her tablet as if she hadn’t just wrapped his balls in a tight sling and cut off his circulation.

“Let’s go look at the bedrooms.”

He wasn’t sure his dick could handle being in the bedroom with her. Any bedroom.

Especially following her up the stairs, watching the way her hips swayed back and forth as he followed behind her. And that ass. She had the most perfect ass and getting his hands on it suddenly seemed like the best idea ever.

No.

Worst idea ever, and he had better self-control than this.

To avoid any more mental temptation, he moved up beside her.

“There are three bedrooms to the right, master is to the left.”

She nodded. “Okay. Let’s check out the extra bedrooms first.”

The three bedrooms were spacious, which was another of the things he liked.

“Do you want the bedrooms carpeted?” she asked as they walked into one.

“No. I hate carpet.”

She smiled. “Me, too. We can discuss tile or wood floors up here. With the humidity, I’d suggest tile. There are lovely porcelain tiles that look like wood flooring.”

“Sure. Whatever. As long as it isn’t carpet.”

“Done.” She made a note and stepped into the upstairs bathroom, her nose wrinkling.

“Ew. This will need a redo.”

“Most everything in the house does.” He already knew going in that the entire house was going to need renovations. He just wasn’t a decorating kind of guy, so he had no idea where to start. He had to admit that, so far, he liked everything Harmony suggested.

“We’ll retile the bath, put in a new tub and shower, double vanity and repaint. Who thought purple in the bathroom was a good idea for paint?”

“No idea. Maybe kids did it.”

She made a note while shaking her head. “At least it’s a spacious bathroom.”

She walked out and made her way down the hall. His lips quirked. He had to admit, he agreed with all her ideas. More than that, he liked them. And he had no idea why that surprised him.

Maybe because he hadn’t known this was her job. Or that she was so knowledgeable about what she did.

When she opened the door to the master, she nodded. “Great-sized room. Horrible carpet. And floral wallpaper—yikes. That definitely has to go. You need more light in here, so I say we widen the windows to bring in more of that killer water view.” She walked out onto the deck.