Page 33 of Perfect Enough
Josh opened the door and allowed me to go in first, and I stepped into the large foyer. The walls were painted a soft, creamy beige. To my right, an antique-looking table held a large wooden bowl. The floors looked to be polished travertine or some sort of stone.
“Obviously, this is the foyer.”
I nodded.
To the left was a sizeable library-type room.
“This would be the office, but I have an office at the ranch and never do work when I’m home. I don’t have to. Blayze and Hunter handle all the ranch’s day-to-day operations, and I pretty much oversee the ranch hands.”
“Are you the foreman?” I asked as I walked in to study the floor-to-ceiling bookcases along one wall. The front of the room had three large windows with two comfortable-looking recliners. I could see myself curled up reading a book in either of them. There were two more oversized recliners at the opposite end of the room, with two more tall bookcases and a table in the middle of them.
“I think we all hold that title, if I’m being honest.”
I smiled. “This room is…heaven.”
Josh laughed. “I take it you like to read?”
Walking to one of the bookcases, I ran my finger along the titles. They all appeared to be westerns. “I love to read. It appears you do as well?” I turned to look at him. His cheeks blushed the slightest shade of pink, and Lord, did it look good on him.
“I enjoy reading very much.”
I smiled and turned to the longest wall, which had built-in cabinets across the lower half of the span. Above them, family photos were hung up, and I fought the urge to go over and look at every single one.
“Beyond the foyer, down this step, is the living room.”
We walked down two steps into a beautiful room filled with leather furniture. A large fireplace adorned one wall, with more built-in shelves on another. It was filled with more family photos. Then I spotted a piano. “Do you play?”
Josh smiled. “I used to when I was younger. I think my mother gave me that in hopes I would take it up again. Doyouplay?”
“I do.”
He raised his brows. “You’ll have to play for me sometime.”
The fact that he even thought there would be a next time for me to be in his house caused me to nibble on my lower lip and say, “I will.”
To the left of the living room was a stunning kitchen. It was rustic, with wood cabinets and beams on the ceiling. A breakfast nook sat at the back of the house, and I gasped when I saw the view of the mountains.
“Beautiful view!”
“That’s part of our ranch.”
Turning, I gaped up at him. “It is?”
“This particular land was a small cattle ranch that butted up to my family’s ranch, and when it went up for sale, I bought it.”
“How many acres do you have?”
“Fifty. The sellers broke their ranch into four fifty-acre lots. My uncles bought two and incorporated them into the ranch. Nathan’s house is down the road from mine on the fourth lot.”
“That’s so nice that you guys live so close.”
He winked, and my knees wobbled. “It’s really nice because I just drive out the back, and I’m at work. Well, for one of my jobs, that is.”
I let out a nervous laugh. “Thatisnice.”
“And here’s the family room.”
We stepped down into a second living room. This one had a large stone fireplace in the corner, a huge sectional sofa thattook up nearly the whole room, and massive picture windows on either side of the fireplace that looked out over the property. The wall perpendicular to the fireplace held built-in cabinets with a large TV.