Page 16 of Never and Always
Everett looked at the plans. “Me too.” His long finger traced over the design, and tapped. “We need to make a few tweaks to the pool maintenance area.”
I frowned. “Why?”
“I don’t like the idea of storing chemicals too close to your spa. Plus, the hum of the pool pump system might be annoying for your spa attendees getting their massages.”
Hmm, he was right. “We could move it here.” I pointed.
“No. Here.” He stabbed a finger.
“Then we’d have to redesign the spa, Murray.”
“It would be worth it. Then deliveries of the pool chemicals and deliveries for the spa could come in here.” Another tap of the designs. “We can add a small loading dock at the back.”
Damn. That was a good idea.
“You can admit my idea rocks.”
At his amused tone, I flicked a glance up. He was grinning.
“The idea has some merit,” I conceded.
“Well, that’s big praise from the indomitable Piper Ellis.”
“Indomitable. Big word for a mountain man.”
“Well, shucks, Ms. Ellis, I do read sometimes.”
I was well aware the man had an engineering degree.
“I also think we should redesign the hot tub.” He crossed his arms. “Make it larger, sort of Japanese onsen style. It’ll be really popular with skiers coming off the slopes with tired, sore muscles.”
I tilted my head. “You’ve been to Japan?”
“Yeah. I went skiing.”
I shuddered.
His grin widened. “You don’t ski?”
“I don’t believe in strapping myself to planks of wood and trying to balance while sliding down a mountain. At speed.”
His lips quirked and he shifted closer. “You’ve never skied, big city?”
“No.”
“Snowboarded?”
“No.” I shuddered again.
His gaze flicked up and down my body. “You’d look good in ski gear. Couldn’t wear your heels, though.”
I rolled my eyes.
“I’ll take you one day.”
I blinked, confused. “Take me?”
“Skiing. Actually, snowboarding. I think you’ll like it better.”
