For the rest of the weekend, Afton worked on her redecorating project, keeping Mac at bay. "You can't see it until I'm finished," she told him via her cellphone. Even when he came knocking on the inner door of the shop, she refused to let him in.
"Can't I just watch you work?" he pleaded in his sexy tenor voice.
"No! Stay upstairs and I'll invite you down when I'm ready for the unveiling."
"Should I bring a present? A bouquet, you think? What's your color scheme?"
"You don't need to bring anything but yourself. Now, if you want to come naked and wrapped in a big bow, I won't complain."
He chuckled. "How big a bow?"
"Enough to cover your large assets," she laughed. "Front and back."
When she finished Sunday evening, Afton stood back to admire her handiwork. She painted the w
