Marissa snorted and muttered, "Beautiful home or not, he is still the same corky bastard," then replied as she walked up the driveway, "Of course not. I'm just giving you ample opportunity to back out of this venture and take your money back before it's too late for you."

"Now, why would I want to do that?" He asked innocently as he met her halfway to his porch.

"Because…" She couldn't complete her statement as she noticed the mesmerizing look he gave her. He looked at her face like he was trying to commit it to memory.

He whispered, "Did I ever mention to you that you are the most...