ses in my hands and hurry back to
my knight in distress. Offering a glass to Gia, I deliberately position myself
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she accepts it. I hand the second to Christian, who takes it eagerly, his
expression one of amused gratitude.
“Cheers,” Christian says to us both, but looking at me. Gia and I raise our
glasses and answer in unison. I take a welcome sip of wine.
“Ana, you ha一ve some issues with the glass wall?” Gia asks.
“Yes. I love it—don’t get me wrong. But I was hoping that we could
incorporate it more sympathetically into the house. After all, I fell in love with
the house as it was, and I don’t want to make any radical changes.”
“I see.”
“I just want it to be more sympathetic. More in keeping with the original
house.” I glance up at Christian, who is gazing at me thoughtfully.
“No major renovations?” he murmurs.
“No.” I shake my head to emphasize my point.
“You like it as it is?”
“Mostly, yes. I always knew it just needed some TLC.”
Christian’s eyes glow warmly.
Gia glances at the pair of us, and her cheeks pink. “Okay,” she says.
“I think I get where you’re coming from, Ana. How about if we retain the glass
wall, but ha一ve it open out onto a larger deck that’s in keeping with the
Mediterranean style. We ha一ve the stone terrace there already. We can put in
pillars in matching stone, widely spaced so you’ll still ha一ve the view. Add a
glass roof, or tile it as per the rest of the house. It’ll also make a sheltered al
fresco dining and seated area.”
Got to give the woman her due . . . she’s good.
“Or instead of the deck, we could incorporate a wood color of your choice
into the glass doors—that might help to keep the Mediterranean spirit,” she
continues.
“Like the bright blue shutters in the South of France,” I murmur to Christian,
who is watching me intently. He takes a sip of wine and shrugs, very
noncommittal. Hmm. He doesn’t like that idea but he doesn’t overrule me,
shout me down or make me feel stup
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