So damn disappointed.
Roxanne sighed, tucking the piece under her arm, and making her way to the back to retrieve her pocketbook. It’d been a long night.
My bed is calling me.
****
What the …
Jonah straightened his back, switched off the sander, and glanced at the door of his shop. The space wasn’t much morethan a converted garage, but had more bells and whistles than the average outbuilding. Knowing he’d be spending plenty of time there, he’d added a heating and cooling system, along with insulation. By outward appearances, it was a simple garage in his backyard. The inside resembled a higher end workshop, along with an expensive security system.
He furrowed his brows, watching the door slowly open, and a woman poking her head inside. He pulled off his safety glasses and removed his earbuds, smiling as she crept inside.
“Chick on deck, are you decent?”
It wasn’t often that he had visitors to his workshop. Occasionally, he’d entertain clients who wanted to see his work or those picking up their pieces. Other than that, outsiders rarely showed up.Just the way I like it.This was his escape. A sanctuary, in a sense. What started out as a hobby had rolled into a lucrative business. Still, he was selective about whom he invited into his space. However, some people were pushier than others, and impossible to resist.
Jonah shook his head and drew in a breath, smirking. “Don’t usually hang out naked in the shop, Kenzie.”
Jonah eyed his workbench. He was finishing a project that was overdue. A week, to be exact. It needed to be stained and coated before he finished. He was hoping to get it done by tonight, but with his surprise visitor, it wasn’t looking good. He was peeling off his gloves when the brunette weaved through the mini showroom. It wasn’t much, but there were a few pieces of furniture. She stopped near the double Adirondack, sweeping her fingers over the arm of the chair.
“Oooo … I like this.” She smiled. “Maybe I should get a chair too.”
Jonah muffled his chuckle. It wasn’t the first time Kenzie had made an impromptu visit. Or staked a claim on projects that weren’t hers. She always seemed so impressed, and made itknown. His relationship with her was what most people would perceive to be a friendship. He had no doubt that was how she’d describe it if asked.
“How much is this one?”
Jonah tossed his gloves onto the workbench, shaking his head. “Bogs said a table, that’s it.”
She pouted. “I’ve got my own money, you know, and our place is half mine.” She folded her arms and cocked out her hip. “How much is it?”
This should be fun.
“Twenty-four hundred.”
Her mouth fell open, and her gaze darted between him and the chair, struck speechless. Jonah chuckled, dragging his hand over his mouth, concealing his amusement.
“It’s custom, Kenz.”
“Yeah, I know, but, hmm.” She tapped her finger against her lips. “Does it come with throw pillows?”
This time, he didn’t even bother masking his amusement. Jonah burst out laughing. His relationship with her was unlike any he’d ever had. With his vigorous work schedule and family responsibilities, he had little time for friends. Of the ones he had, all of them were male. Kenzie was the exception. Their friendship was a fluke. Jonah had been repaying a past favor to Bogs Garrison, and in turn had been a saving grace for Kenzie. It was Kenzie who’d forged the friendship, and facilitated get-togethers which usually included her man, Bogs. But not always. It wasn’t unheard of for Kenzie to pop in and hang out while he worked from time to time.
When Jonah had noticed a pattern every few weeks, he’d reached out to Bogs. They’d had a solid friendship for years. There was something more that bound them tighter than most people. Jonah wasn’t risking Bogs getting the wrong idea. Or being a point of contention in Bogs and Kenzie’s relationship.It was and always had been strictly platonic. But …I sure as fuck wouldn’t want my woman hanging out alone with another man.
What woman?
Shut the fuck up!
After a conversation with Bogs, he was reassured that his friend had no issue with her hanging out with Jonah.
He glanced over at Kenzie, who’d dropped her bag onto his desk and was digging inside. She pulled out several items.How much shit does she have in there?After she spilled half the contents onto the desk, she grabbed a small notebook and flipped it open.
“Okay, it’s a little out of my price range right now, but I’m putting it on my wish list.” She scribbled in her notebook.
Jonah smirked. “You got a list?”
She jerked her head, cocking it to the side, and stared back as if he’d said something absurd.
