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I swallowed past a lump in my throat and hefted the box up in my hands, walk-waddling my way to the front door.
I’d just pressed the doorbell button when I set the box down, then ran back to my car and slammed the trunk closed.
When I turned back around and made it to about midway up the walk of the house that I’d be baking my cakes in, I stopped dead.
Because it was him.
My mouth fell open, and I stared in dumfounded shock at the man standing in front of me.
“You,” he said, face neutral.
I swallowed hard.
“Me?”
“The career ruiner,” he said.
I deflated.
“I ruined my own career if it’s any consolation to you,” I admitted. “I had two interviews lined up for the next week, and both had watched me punch my date in the nuts. They expressed their sincere apologies, but they couldn’t condone that type of behavior, and told me only after I showed up that I wasn’t a good fit for their company.”
He opened his door wide and reached for the box that was at my feet.
“Come in,” he said.
Then he turned on his heel with my box and walked away.
Biting my lip, I walked carefully into Lock’s house and closed the door softly behind me.
Then I stared in awed silence.
The outside of the house definitely didn’t match the inside—and I say that in a good way.
The outside was rather boring and unassuming.
But the inside was just…magnificent.
It was all one big room.
Everything.
The kitchen ran into the living room that ran into the bedroom.
There was a corner of the house that had a laundry room set up, and even beyond that, there was a shower and a bathroom.
There was a single bump-out that I assumed was the toilet…and that was it.
Holy shit.
“Umm,” I said. “You have no walls.”
He looked around as he put my big box on the ground next to his state-of-the-art kitchen.
“When I was remodeling,” he said. “Quite a few of the walls needed to be repaired because whoever owned the place before me didn’t give a fuck. There were holes in every wall. Some of the studs were cracked. Hell, there was so much damage to the walls that it looked like they’d tried to take them all out with a sledgehammer.”
“So you just decided to say fuck the walls and take them all down?” I asked.
I mean, he’d done a good job. Honestly, it looked like a loft apartment in a house. It was cool.
