The Glass Slipper Project
“She saw Alex’s truck, but no sign of him. Once inside she heard sawing, and dust and fresh paint assaulted her nose. She walked around curious at what changes had occurred and ended up in the kitchen. Or what used to be the kitchen. It was now a giant hole. No appliances or cabinets had been installed and all of the walls had been painted a nice cream yellow. She heard movement in her old sewing room and went to investigate.
She peeked inside and saw it had been turned into a workroom. Alex was sanding a wood door supported by a workbench. Each deliberate movement strained his tight jeans and accentuated the muscles under his sweat-soaked gray T-shirt. Impressed by his focus she decided to tease him.
“What do you think you’re doing?” she said, imitating Mariella’s voice Isabella bit her lip when she saw him stiffen.
“Didn’t you hear me?” she continued.
He slowly spun around. When Isabella saw his face covered in sawdust she burst into laughter. He grabbed a rag and threw it at her.
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