Chapter Eleven
“Let me show you around outside,” Jack said, as he pushed himself from the table and moved to his feet.
“Outside?”
“You want to stay inside on this beautiful day?” he flashed a questioning look, then peered a little more closely. “If you’re nervous about running around naked outside, you’d better get over it now cause it’s only going to piss me off and cause you grief.”
That brought her up short. “No need to get pissed off, Sir,” she offered up a sunny smile, “let me get my sandals.”
They strolled the property, walking side by side along gravel paths and then through the grassy area where the last of the summer wildflowers were blooming. These were wild gardens, seeds strewn through meadows that magically flowered in spring and didn’t stop until the remains of the wil
