Out of breath and sweating slightly, I brushed a rogue strand of hair out of my face. Feeling the blush warming my cheeks, I asked, "How's that?"
Theo sighed. "I honestly preferred it when they were hidden in the storage room."
The couch and loveseat had been wrangled out into the rec room and set up in the corner. The dark purple leather stood out in the worst way, jarring and garish against the soft, white walls.
"Look on the bright side; getting them out here is the first step toward getting rid of them."
Theo c****d his head to the side. "You're really taking this seriously."
I shrugged. "Of course – you're paying me."
He smirked. "And here I thought it was a ruse to spend time alone together..."
My lips quirked into a saucy grin. "It can be both. Now, let's get that f*****g arm
