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He started to laugh. “I’ve got one in my office.”
“Really?” she asked, turning to look up at him. He hadn’t realized her eyes were so light. They were almost golden surrounded by long black lashes. Why hadn’t he noticed that before?
“Yeah,” he said. “The last thing I want to do is go to a client meeting smelling like I’ve been carrying two-by-fours for hours or have stained clothes.”
“So you shower at work?” she asked.
“I’ve been known to do it. More in the summer. This time of year, not much. My office and my father’s are set up like this. The bathroom between us.”
“I can see the benefit of having my own bathroom,” she said. “Who doesn’t want that?”
“Not many people care that much.”
“I think you’re wrong,” she said. “I know a lot of women who don’t like to share bathrooms.”
“You’re probably right. Guys don’t care all that much. In this case I just didn’t want to have to worry about someone coming in when I was showering.”
He saw the blush fill her face and wondered how they got talking about this. “That could be embarrassing,” she said. “I personally like to shower in a house not an office or even a gym.”
“A gym,” he said. “Who the hell has time for that?”
Her eyes moved over his arms. “Doesn’t seem like you need one.”
Okay. Things were getting a little interesting. Or a little more interesting than ever before. “I don’t think I ever sit still. I’m a pro at eating dinner standing up and walking around.”
“That stinks,” she said. “You can’t enjoy it that way.”
“I’m not sure how much I enjoy a sandwich or something I pop in the microwave. Oh, pizza too. That is a good one to eat standing up. That way if the sauce drips it’s on the floor.”
She laughed. It might have been the first time he’d heard it and he wasn’t even trying. He was just stating a fact and wondered if he was sounding more like an idiot than anything else.
“There is that,” she said. “I might have to try it the next time I have sauce. At least I know not to wear white anymore with it. That is like a magnet.”
“I don’t own a white shirt. I can’t keep them clean.”
She smiled and then looked back down to the papers and shifted them so he figured now he was coming off like a slob. Talking about having to shower at work, eating standing up and dropping food on the floor. What the hell? No wonder he was still single.
“Let me show you the other two changes and then you can go try to keep your clothes clean for the day.”
He laughed. There wasn’t much more he could say to it.
“There you are.”
He turned and looked at Grant Fierce in the doorway. The older man, who was younger than his father, stood an inch taller than his six-foot-three-inch frame. In his youth he’d bet Grant was more intimidating than he was now.
“Hi, Grant,” he said, walking forward to shake hands.
“Royce. Sorry we kept you waiting. I was meeting with Garrett downstairs and am not sure where my mind was to forget to bring the blueprints up front for you. I don’t even know how they ended up where they did, Chloe. Sorry about you running around trying to find them.”
“Not a problem,” she said. “I knew they were in the building, but I just had to locate them.”
“Everything look good?” Grant asked him.
“Looks great,” he said. “Chloe always does a good job with them.”
“Thanks,” she said. “Now we’ll see how many more changes they make.”
“Don’t jinx this,” he said.
