Page 10 of Salvage Him
Seth, while a little shorter than Justin, had the most amazing green eyes. With his brown hair and beautiful lips, he looked like a New Yorker and not a native Texan. They both were, and both grew up in the HighlandParkarea.
At our first meeting, Seth had greeted me with a hug and kiss on thecheek.
Later, Paul declared he mustbegay.
I caught Seth checking out my ass on more than one occasion. He definitelywasn'tgay.
I stood by the window in the front of their building overlooking McKinney Avenue. I flipped through my idea board on my phone when I caught movement from my left. A light brown armoire with carved detail in the doors rolled across the lobby. If the armoire wasn't impressive enough, stepping out behind it was the most beautiful man I had ever laideyeson.
His arms flexed as he adjusted the armoire in the corner. He wiped his hands on his thin t-shirt. It rode up as he picked at something on the door. He ran his hand through his shaggy light brown hair. He stood back and rubbed the stubble onhischin.
He reached out and caressedthewood.
I felt it on mycheek.
He leaned in and rested his forehead on thefurniture.
I leanedintoo.
His beautiful lips whispered something to thepiece.
I felt the wisp of air on my earlobe andshivered.
He made a fist as his forearms flexed and knockedtwice.
"Come in," Iwhispered.
"Ms. McIntyre, can I get you anything?" Justin's assistant, Amanda, snuck uponme.
I jumped andgasped.
"No. I'm fine." I turned back toward the gorgeous specimen, but he had gone. I walked toward the armoire, hoping to catch a scent of the guy who seemed reluctant to leave it behind. "This armoire. Um, it’s beautiful. Do you know where itcamefrom?"
"Oh, yeah. That's one of Harrison Crawford's pieces," Amandaanswered.
"Harrison." I admired the woodwork. The piece towered over me. I looked up, gauged how tall Harrison was in comparison. I grinned, reached out, and ran my fingers over thedetail.
"He does a lot of work with our clients. He's super talented . . . and super hot, too." Amanda pushed her strawberry blond hair behind her ear andblushed.
"I would love for him do some work on my house,"Isaid.
"Sure." She nodded and grinned. "I'll let Justin know so he can hook youtwoup."
I suppressed a giggle at her choice of words. I felt like a teenager looking to get the name and number of the hot guy inschool.
As attractive as he was, I wasn't about to cheat on myhusband.
I can look, though.Right?
