Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Only a Kiss ~ Part 31

He motioned for her to follow and they entered a large living room. Ana instantly walked to the back wall that also held floor to ceiling windows, but instead of a view of the California coast hills, this one boasted a spectacular view of the ocean and the white sandy beach. “Oh my.”
“Yes, the view gets most people immediately,” said Jeffery rubbing his hands together. “I mean, how could it not?”
“You aren’t just the Windsor’s driver, are you?” asked Ana, giving Jeffery a side look.
Jeffery let out a low chuckle. “Let’s put it this way, you need a driver, I’m a driver. But if you need someone to fix the air conditioner or run an errand for you, I can make that happen. I’m a jack of all trades, basically.”
“Why aren’t you the caregiver to the beach house?” asked Ana, feeling as if she already knew the answer. “Charles said they were between people at the moment, but it looks like you’ve got everything under control.”
Jeffery gave Ana a wink. “I do believe Mr. Windsor is looking out for your best interest, Miss, and in true Windsor fashion he has made it sound as if you are doing him a favor.”
“So, they didn’t actually need a caregiver?” asked Ana, knowing it was rhetorical.
“Oh, I don’t know about that Miss,” said Jeffery. “They keep me mighty busy, even from the other end of the country. I could use the help and this place was meant to have warm bodies in it appreciating the view instead of sitting empty.” He pointed to a small blue and tan house just beyond the brush, which seemed to melt right into the scenery. “That’s my place there, so if you need anything, don’t hesitate to drop in.”
Jeffery turned and walked down a few feet past the fire place. “Here is the kitchen, Miss.”
Ana met him and let out a low whistle at the chef’s kitchen just on the other side of the living room. “Wow, now this is a kitchen.” She loved that the floor to glass ceilings continued into that area of the house.
“My wife, Katie, has filled the fridge full of some staples,” said Jeffery. “When you’re ready, there’s a nice little market just down the road.”
“I guess I’ll need you to drive me there?” asked Ana, opening the fridge. She was pleased to see that Katie had supplied lots of fresh fruits and vegetables, yogurt, chicken breasts, and fresh fish. Just being in California made Ana want to eat all things organic.
“I can do that.” Jeffery nodded. “Or?”
Ana looked up from the fridge and cocked her head. “Or?”
“Follow me,” said Jeffery. He walked back through the living space to a door just before the entry way. He opened it and Ana saw they were entering the garage.

Jeffery flipped on the light and there in the middle of the two car garage sat a powdered blue bicycle, complete with two wicker baskets with silk flowers woven into their sides, on the back perfect for carrying a few groceries.
“Now, I don’t mind driving you, Miss, especially if you’re going to have a full load,” started Jeffery. “But this is what Mrs. Windsor uses when she’s here and doesn’t need a lot.”
“So this is Cindy’s bike,” said Ana, walking to the bike. It was perfect for Cindy, but Ana hadn’t been on a bike in a very long time.
Jeffery let out a belly laugh. “Yes, Miss Cindy has used the bike, but I was speaking of Dr. Charles’s mother, Elizabeth.”

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