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“That’s good enough for me.” He smiles, offering his hand to me. “I’m ready to meet Cindy. She’s cute, right?”
“She’s the cutest thing you’ve ever seen.”
“I’m Posey.” Posey offers a hand to Telford, but he’s so stuck on the outline of the mural on the wall that he completely ignores her.
“Telford,” I whisper while I nudge an elbow into his side. “Say hi to Posey.”
That’s enough to jolt him out of the art-induced trance he’s in. He nestles Cindy into the crook of his arm so he can take Posey’s hand for a quick shake. “I’m Telford Harpin, and you are super talented.”
That lures a soft smile to Posey’s face. “Thank you, Telford.”
Telford drops her hand and steps closer to the wall in the guestroom, which is now covered with a series of light pencil drawings that outline the mural design that Posey showed me on her phone. “I can’t believe this.”
“I’ve got an image of what it will look like when I’m done.” She tugs her phone out of the large pocket on the front of her denim overalls.
Telford follows each of her movements until he’s staring at the same picture I couldn’t tear my gaze away from yesterday. “Wow.”
That one word is enough to widen Posey’s smile. “I designed that.”
“You did?” He doesn’t try to mask the surprise in his tone.
She nods, even though I’m not sure Telford is noticing.
“Posey is really talented,” I add. “I know Abby is going to love it.”
“She will.” Telford finally glances at Posey’s face briefly before he pets Cindy’s head. “I don’t know Abby all that well, but I don’t know anyone who wouldn’t love that.”
Posey slides her phone back into her pocket. “I’m going to head out for the night. My boss bailed on me at the last minute, so I didn’t get the help I thought I would have tonight.”
There’s not an open paint can in sight, and since there isn’t a speck of it on the wall either, I suspect her day consisted of outlining the mural in pencil.
“You mean Rook?” Telford asks, even though I explained during dinner that Rook was handling the logistics of the mural project for Declan.
I told him that one of Rook’s employees would be spending her days, and part of her evenings in the same guestroom I’m sleeping in.
He made a face to silently voice his concern at that, but I assured him that I’m happy to share the space since six months from now, my future niece or nephew will be sleeping in the most unique nursery in the city.
“Yeah, Rook.” Posey sighs. “He bailed on me because he had dinner plans.”
“Like a date?” Telford asks.
I’m just as curious as he is about that, although I shouldn’t be. If Rook is on a date that means he’s interested in a woman, and that works in my favor since I want him to forget my virgin confession.
Posey scratches her cheek. “That’s my guess.”
Even though it’s what I want, my heart sinks a touch.
Telford shoots me a look before he acknowledges Posey’s response. “It makes sense. He’s really something to look at. Women must line up to date him.”
She laughs a little. “You should see his brother.”
I have.
Milo, Rook’s brother, has been in a few of the pictures Rook has posted on his social media accounts. One of the two of them, shirtless on a beach in East Hampton, short-circuited my brain for an entire day.
Two tanned torsos and that many rock hard abs were a lot for me.
“What does he look like?” Telford asks.
