already had the utilities turned on and in his name. He didn’t think it’d take much effort to talk her into keeping them in his name. He suspected she didn’t was going to want to pay with cash for as many things as she could in an effort to stay off that asshole’s radar. She could just pay him each month and he’d pay the bill for her.
I could just keep the money in a little fund somewhere and give it back to her once she’s set up. Looks like she’s gonna need all the help she can get. Ian laughed at himself and turned on the radio. One thing at a time, Moore. How about you find out if she’s worth taking care of before you get yourself totally invested in taking care of her?
He kept an eye on her through the rearview, watched as she started bopping her head to whatever she had on the radio. Smiled as she started lip syncing. And loved it when they pulled up to a stop light and Juliet lifted her hands from the wheel, dancing in her seat and clearly singing at the top of her lungs. So much joy in that girl. A lot of it was hiding right now. Hiding under whatever fear she carried with her out the city. Or at least, he assumed she came from the city. Something about her screamed high-octane lifestyle. She was too comfortable shaking hands with a man. Her strong grip practiced, but not natural. He envisioned her wearing tight little gray suits, hair slicked back into some kind of militant bun. He liked this version of her better. Hair down and singing in the sunshine.
He finished the drive with his eyes mostly on her and pulled into the driveway of the little two story rental that Juliet was going to call home. It wasn’t much now, it truly needed a new everything, but he could see through the problem areas to what it was going to be when he was done with it.
Juliet was already out of her car, running up towards the front door with its wrap around porch, but she stopped short and just stared. As Ian climbed out of the truck, she lifted her face to the sky and spread her arms out to the side. Turned in a circle, eyes closed, white dress flaring out around her gorgeous legs. She came to a stop and beamed up at him.
“Oh, Ian,” she breathed. “It’s perfect.”
As she turned back to stare at the house, Ian had to admit, it really was.
Chapter Seven
Juliet
Ian left her to unpack while he went to go get a lease drawn up and Juliet wandered the house, pinching herself from time to time to make sure she wasn’t dreaming. It definitely needed work. Lots and lots of work. But, she could just see what it was going to be when they were done with it. Almost every room had floor to ceiling windows and the ones in the living room and master bedroom looked out over the beach. The kitchen was super dated and the stove could use one heck of a cleaning, but it had ample cabinet space and even more windows.
Juliet laughed. Ample cabinet space for all the stuff she didn’t have to put in them. Oh well, those things, the material things, she’d gather more of that along the way. For right now, she had all that needed and that was more than enough. Well, she thought, let’s not take that positivity too far. Because right now, you don’t have a couch or a bed and that’s definitely gonna suck.
Determined not to let anything ruin her mood, she reminded herself that she at least had a roof over her head. “I’ll figure out the furniture thing soon enough,” she said to Lulu who perked her little ears and cocked her head to the side. “Maybe someone will have a yard sale or something. Or I could check out a Goodwill.” Now that she wasn’t going to have to use her money on rent each month, she had just a little more disposable income. If she could even find a decent couch, that’d serve as a bed, too, until she was more settled.
It took her all of four trips to bring her stuff into the house. She opened up the box labeled Kitchen and pulled out the dishes that