Here is a sneak peek excerpt of a book from my backlist. Enjoy.
Malcolm returned to Leigh’s side and looked at him. Leigh tried to will his cock not to harden at the sight of his hazel gaze. His eyes were deep, mysterious and seemed to have the ability to see everything. At least that was how he felt as Malcolm focused his complete attention on him.
“We’ll get your apartment done first. I imagine it’s no fun living in a construction zone. I would like to make an addition to the plans you have.”
“What?” Leigh asked suspiciously. He didn’t want any more delays or expense.
“The den-cum-library set-up. I see that we’re just doing the rooms. We can build a custom bookcase directly into the walls, floor to ceiling in there. As well as an entertainment centre.”
“How much money and time will it cost me?” Leigh asked.
“Nothing and no time extra. Consider it a make-up for Frankie not being here as he should have,” Malcolm said.
“Okay then.” Leigh nodded.
“And also, in each of the bedrooms we can build shelving and entertainment centres, too. If you’ll let us. No time or charge for it.”
“That’s very generous of you.”
“Not really. I just want, when people come to your place here and the shop, that they’re impressed enough to ask who did it. And to have you give us a referral. Well, if we get things done to your satisfaction of course.”
“Well if you can get things done on time, I will,” Leigh said.
“Good. Now let me move these boxes over to the dining area for you, then we can head downstairs.” Malcolm went into the elevator.
“That’s not necessary—I can get them.”
“I’ve got them. Here, check over the changes I was referring to on the plans.” Malcolm held out the rolled up papers.
Leigh frowned but took them and retreated to the kitchen area. He spread them out on the island in the centre and studied them, impressed by the changes Malcolm had suggested. They would make the place look nicer. Leigh noticed a change Malcolm hadn’t mentioned and went through to the dining area.
“Hey—” Leigh’s mouth snapped shut as he got a view of a firm ass, as Malcolm bent over to put down a box.
Malcolm straightened, turning to him. Leigh bit back a moan as he got a good view of his package very nicely displayed under his tight jeans. Realising he was ogling him, Leigh jerked his head up. Malcolm’s gaze was warm and he didn’t seem offended. Leigh averted his eyes and held up the plans.
“There is also an entertainment centre in the living room. As well as what looks like shelving strategically placed around the area.”
“Yes. Is that a problem?” Malcolm asked.
Not really a problem but Malcolm hadn’t mentioned it. Leigh shook his head and went back to the kitchen. He placed the plans on the counter and sat on a chair. He braced his elbows on the counter, lacing his fingers together under his chin, and blew out a breath.
Rein it in, Leigh. He’s here for the renovation. And you don’t even know if he’s gay.
Copyright © Talia Carmichael, 2012.
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