Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 26959 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26959 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
House hunting had to be the most non-date and unromantic thing in the world, but here she was prettying herself up. She headed downstairs and passed her mother and father who were in a heated discussion about Scrabble.
“Honey, can you come over here and settle this dispute I’m having with your mother?” Her father called out from the kitchen.
Fortunately, the sound of Jonas pulling into the driveway saved her from having to get in the middle of another one of their “discussions”.
“Can’t right now. Jonas is taking me house hunting.” Before she could make a smooth getaway, her mother rushed into the foyer.
“What?”
“Mom, you don’t expect me to live here forever, do you?” The look in her mother’s eyes told her that was exactly what her mother thought. “Mom, I’m an adult. You have to be realistic.”
“I know, honey. It’s just that your father and I haven’t seen you in so long, and the times you did visit it was hardly long enough.” Her dad, with his receding and graying hairline, came to stand next to her mom. “We just thought you’d stay with us for a little while. Catch up and whatnot.”
“Mom—”
Jonas knocked on the door, and she gave her parents an apologetic smile, yet she wasn’t sorry for the interruption at all. She opened the door, and there he was, looking casual but so freaking sexy she couldn’t do anything but stare.
His jeans were low on his narrow hips, and his button-up was a dark green that matched his eyes perfectly.
“Hey, Mr. and Mrs. Marsh.”
Sasha waved goodbye over her shoulder and shut the front door before her mother could lay a guilt trip on her and convince her to stay with them longer. She needed her own place, especially when she started work in just over a week.
Jonas drove to a few places he knew were on the market. They didn’t talk about what happened in his truck last night, and she was thankful yet disappointed all at the same time. The first few places were out of her price range, but when he pulled into the driveway of a partially built one-story home, she fell in love instantly.
It looked almost completely built, with the windows and door already installed and the final portions of the siding being applied.
“Wow, it’s gorgeous.” They climbed out of the truck, and she made her way up the cobbled pathway that led to the front door. “I think this may be out of my budget, too, Jonas.”
He walked in front of her and unlocked the door before pushing it open. The smell of hardwood instantly filled her senses.
The foyer was all dark wood and tiled accents. A small, modest chandelier hung in the entryway. The foyer led into a living room then that into the kitchen, a breakfast bar separating the two rooms.
“Well, I happen to know for a fact the seller would give you an incredible deal.” She walked into the kitchen and ran her hand over the granite countertops.
“What, Rian owns this property, too?” She knew her brother owned not just his construction company but also several properties in Hayven Hill.
When he didn’t answer right away, she stopped and turned to face him. Jonas leaned against the wall, his arms crossed, and one foot over the other. He appeared extremely relaxed, even if he did wear a little smirk.
“No. Me.”
It was her turn to lift her brows. “You own this?”
He shrugged and pushed off the wall to walk toward her. He leaned his forearms against the breakfast bar and gave her a full on grin.
“Well, Tanner designed it, and I did all the legal paperwork, but yeah, we both own it.” He kept his eyes on her. “Marsh Construction is building it, and we planned on putting it on the market when it was finished, but...” He cut off his words stared at her as if she should assume what he was talking about.
When she didn’t respond because, frankly, she had no clue what to say, he continued talking.
“I think this place would be perfect for you, and it’ll be completely finished in the next couple of weeks.”
It sounded incredible, but she still didn’t think it was in her price range nor did she know how Tanner would feel about all of this. She still hadn’t spoken to Tanner about her feelings or the conversation she had with Jonas last night.
For all she knew, Jonas might be totally wrong about his twin’s feelings toward her.
“And the best part of all of this is that Tanner and I only live a mile down the road.” He gave her a wink, and her entire body lit up.
“Um, it sounds great, and the house is wonderful, but I don’t really know how Tanner would feel about this, especially since I haven’t spoken to him.” She worried her thumbnail with her teeth and looked around the kitchen. “Besides, even if he was okay with this as well, I’m pretty sure this is out of my price-range.”