“Not bad,” Sean said, after walking through the condo. “Not bad at all.”
The ground floor held a living/dining room, with a well-appointed kitchen off to the right end. A hallway led to the master bedroom and bath, as well as a two-car garage and laundry room. The second floor, above the bedroom and kitchen, had another bedroom and a balcony which looked down on the ground floor living area.
“Toss you for who gets the downstairs bedroom,” Ken said.
“It’s all yours. I like the other one. It has a good view of the courtyard and pool.”
“Works for me.” Ken picked up his bag—which held the clothes they’d stopped to get from his apartment—and went to unpack.
Sean set his by the stairs, opening the smallest duffel to take out Pax’s food and dishes, which he put down by the counter next to th
