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late. The thought of Cameron being here in fifteen minutes terrified me. I looked like shit. My hair was sticking up every which way and I had mascara stains under my eyes because I was too tired to take off my makeup before bed last night. I jumped out of bed and ran into the bathroom. There was no time for a shower. I poured makeup remover on a washcloth and washed my face. Damn it! I couldn’t let him see me with no makeup on. I tore off my nightshirt and threw it on the ground. I grabbed a maxi dress out of the closet and put it on. Shit. I forgot a bra. Oh wait; this dress had a built-in bra. I heard the intercom buzz. SHIT! I ran down the stairs and pushed the button.
    “Cameron?”
    “Good morning,” he said.
    “I’ll open the gate. Let yourself in. I’ll be down in a few minutes. Just make yourself comfortable.”
    “Okay,” he replied.
    I opened the gate and flew back up the stairs. I quickly brushed my hair and threw it up in a high ponytail. I dabbed on some concealer to hide the bags under my eyes and then a light coat of BB Cream. I ran a soft pink shadow across my eyelids and brushed on a coat of mascara. I dabbed my cheeks with some pink blush and looked at the final product. Not too bad, but not too good either. SHIT! After I composed myself, I walked downstairs and saw Cameron standing in the foyer holding two cups from Starbucks. He looked at me and smiled. Suddenly, my day just got brighter.
    “For you,” he said as he handed me the cup.
    “Why, thank you.” I smiled. “You didn’t have to bring me coffee.”
    “I had to stop by Starbucks and pick up my measuring tape that I left there last night, so I asked Anna what your usual was and she made it.”
    “Thank you, Cameron. That was very sweet of you.”
    “You look great,” he said. “I’m not used to seeing you out of business suits.”
    I looked at him and narrowed my eyes. “So are you saying that I don’t look great in business suits?”
    “Oh my God. NO! That’s not what I’m saying,” he said in a panic.
    I took a sip of my coffee and smiled. “Relax. I was just kidding.”
    “Very funny,” he smirked. “So show me around your palace and tell me what you’re thinking about having done.”
    “First and foremost, I need to show you my bedroom closet. I need more shelves put up for my shoes,” I said as we walked up the stairs.
    He walked into my bedroom and looked around. I gasped when I saw my thong and nightshirt lying on the floor. Too late, he saw.
    “Don’t mind this. Rosa, my maid, is off on the weekends,” I said as I picked them up.
    “You have a maid?”
    “Yeah. Being a CEO of a company doesn’t exactly allow time for cleaning.”
    “I sort of get that.” He smiled.
    He walked into my closet and flipped the light switch. He stood there and looked around. “You seriously want to expand this? It’s bigger than my apartment. Actually, it’s probably bigger than two apartments.”
    “Yes. I have a lot of shoes and they need to be displayed properly.”
    “Does one really need that many pairs of shoes?” he asked with a smile.
    “A girl can never have too many pairs of shoes. If you’re going to walk the path of life, you might as well do it in style.”
    He looked at me and then raised one eyebrow. Fuck, he was sexy. “I guess I never looked at it that way before.”
    “See, now you know!” I smiled.
    He took out his measuring tape and I heard my phone ring. “I’ll be right back.”
    I picked my phone up from the nightstand and it was Kirsty.
    “I can’t talk right now. I’ll call you back,” I whispered.
    “Why? What are you doing?”
    “Someone’s over.”
    “Who?”
    “The builder guy, Cameron. The one who brought me my credit card to the office.”
    “Oh, Mr. Sexy man with the green eyes. What’s he doing there?”
    “I may have him remodel the house. Now I have to go,” I whispered.
    “Wait.”
    “No, I can’t. He’s coming.” Click .
    He walked out from the closet and