then stepped back. Pleased it was all in order, he turned then stopped as he saw Harmony leaning against the doorjamb, watching him with the same amused expression.
“What?” He crossed his arms over his chest.
“You’re very organised. A key for me, and this room for me to stay in is clean and immaculate. This bathroom is…wow. I haven’t gotten a good look at the outside surrounding area of this place, but even that is a generous size. Last time I was here I just saw the living room and I thought that was a good size, but seeing it all now inside—this is a big place. The ground floor is quite spacious with the living room, entertainment room, den, home gym, office and that massive kitchen. Then this second floor is also spacious. Why do you need a place with four bedrooms and three bathrooms? Or a place so big for one man?” Harmony studied him.
Jonathon didn’t like being the one at the other end of questions. He passed by Harmony, going out of the door and answering her when his back was to her.
“I like order and space. I didn’t want to do the building-type condo. I bought in this area of McKingley because of the location and they offered individual condos with land space, which gave you a little distance from your neighbours. This one was at the end of the block and it called to me.” He was not about to admit that he’d bought this place with the intention of eventually having a family.
More recently, he’d started imagining the woman he wanted here was Harmony. Jonathon continued across the room and to the bedroom door.
“The phone lines are similar to the way they are in offices. There are multiple lines so just press a number on the phone to get one out. If it’s lit, someone is using it. Feel free to use it as you like. If you need me I’ll be downstairs.”
“Thanks, Jonathon,” Harmony stated.
“No problem.” He went down the hall then descended the stairs.
Jonathon strode to the window and looked out at his manicured lawn. Remembering he wanted to make a call, he quickly made it then went back to studying the view. He peered at his watch and noted an hour had already passed. Jonathon glanced towards the entryway for the living room but didn’t go to check on Harmony.
She’s just staying with you. Give her space.
Jonathon went to his office and retrieved his laptop before returning to the living room. Soon he was immersed in work.
“Jonathon… Sorry, I didn’t know you were working,” Harmony said.
He looked at the time on the laptop and noted he’d been at it for four hours. He lifted his head—she had changed into one of the things she’d bought. As he saw the time, he wondered where they were. The doorbell rang and Jonathon put down his laptop, stood and walked towards her. Harmony backed up and started to retreat back upstairs.
Jonathon caught her arm. “Wait, the door is for you.”
Harmony turned and stared at him, confusion on her face. Jonathon noticed she had on shoes. He led her towards the door before opening it and smiling at the man and woman there.
“Dey—”
“Hush—making me shop in such a short time has made me cranky.” Deyon De’clare’s melodious voice indeed did sound put out as she pushed past him carting many bags.
“She’s also hungry. I brought us all dinner.” Leonardo Wright, his brother, followed holding even more bags. He paused and handed him a key before trailing after Deyon.
Jonathon nodded then tugged Harmony out of the door and down the walkway to the dark blue Toyota Corolla. He clicked the button to unlock the door then opened it before stepping back beside Harmony and gesturing to the vehicle.
“Get in and check it out.”
“Why? Who are those people and why do they have all those bags?” Harmony asked.
“The car is yours to use. I realised on the way here it’s a longer trip for you to the college from here so I got you this car to use.” Jonathon gestured towards the house. “That’s my family, Deyon and