He’d been up most of the night going over his plan for the Miller home. Barbara had said she wanted something different, so he’d designed a nearly circular home with wide, curving windows to take advantage of the desert mountain views. The exterior would be concrete instead of the pale stucco usually seen in Arizona, and the roof would be concrete tile as well. It would blend into the mountainside lot as part of the landscape. If Callie wanted him to change anything, he didn’t know what he would do. Part of him wanted to chuck the project and move on to something else, but this plan was the culmination of a lifetime of work and experience. He’d worked hard and long on this design. He sighed and pressed his fingers against his throbbing eyes. Taking her along last night had been a mistake. But who would have thought she would worm her way into Barbara’s good graces and try to ruin his project? And the worst thing was that he had been so drawn to her. Well, that was over. It was just more proof that most women were greedy and grasping.
