Page 81 of My Dark Protector


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She raised her eyebrows.

“And a den.”

“Okay…” she said, dragging the word out longer than was strictly necessary.

He set down the plank he was sanding and stood up, wiping his hands on his lap. “Come on.”

“What?”

“I’m showing you.”

“Showing me what?”

“All the work that still needs doing.”

Jaxon laughed and he held out his hand for hers. She laced their fingers and he pulled her into the house.

“New linoleum out here, this stuff is dingy and graying.”

“If you say so,” she replied, squeezing his hand while they continued on through the left doorway into the living room.

“There,” he said, reaching out and smacking the wainscoting that adorned every wall in the living room. “This room’s oblong and if I remove the wainscoting towards the front of the room and perhaps put down carpet or a rug or some such, I could make a nice dining area and leave the kitchen open for other endeavors.”

“What sort of kitchen endeavors?” she asked, laughing.

“Breakfast nook,” he replied. “There’s already the beginnings of one in the far corner. And perhaps a pantry?”

“I think this looks fine, Jaxon. What you’re talking about sounds like simple aesthetics. It’s not your job to give a house character, is it?”

Rolling his eyes, he shrugged before speaking. “I don’t have to, but I can. What do you have against new wainscoting? It needs replacing at the very least.”

She wrinkled her nose. “Does it, though?”

He arched a brow. “That’swhy you’re not a contractor.”

“I know my way aroundtools, though…” she teased, leaning into his body and dragging her fingers up his forearm, the double meaning very clear.

“You certainly do… but come here and let me show you want I want to do to the bathroom.” The fact that she’d been attempting to seduce him wasn’t lost, and there was no one more surprised than him that he would rather continue on his endeavor to convince her that the house needed more work than fuck her senseless on the floor, but here he was.

“The bathroom?” she laughed, allowing him to pull her over to the room in question. He opened the door and tugged on the string. “What’re you planning for in here?”

“New tiles, like I said. New fixtures… new tub, shower, sink…” he trailed off, looking up. “Lighting”

“Okay, the lighting, I’ll give you,” she replied. “But what about the HVAC? What happened to, ‘the place needs heating and it’s ready to go’?”

He shrugged. “I changed my mind.”

It was her turn to arch a brow.

“What? Am I not allowed to do that?” he asked.

“No, you’re allowed,” she giggled, wrapping an arm around his waist and tugging him close to her front. “You’re allowed, Jaxon.”

“Thank you for the permission,Princess,” he countered, kissing the tip of her nose and reveling in the blush that slowly tinged her cheeks.

“Princess?” she repeated, laughing.

“Aren’t you?” he asked. “Your father is royalty up here, and you’re used to getting your way…”

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