should have taken a good look at the market around here before he jumped in and started building his megahouse,” she added.
“I’m guessing he doesn’t care about the market. He’s got the money and the land. He’s free to build whatever kind of house he wants on it.”
She had to admit, she hadn’t been thrilled that, for ten months, Raven’s Nest had seen a constant stream of workers and delivery trucks and construction vehicles, with their dust and noise. The boys had been fascinated by it all but she had mostly found it annoying. And, okay, she had resented that Carson had the endlessly deep pockets to come in and make all the changes she and Joe had only ever been able to dream about in whispered conversations in the dark quiet of their bedroom.
“I still don’t think it’s right,” Terri muttered. “He doesn’t belong here. It doesn’t help that he comes in looking like he just finished a photo shoot for some sexy men’s magazine. No man should be allowed to be that rich and that unbelievably gorgeous. It’s just not fair.”
“You’re a married woman, Terri!” she teased.
“Very happily married,” she agreed. “But you have to agree, that man is lethal.”
Jenna decided she would be wise to just keep her mouth shut right about now.
“You should see Annalee Kelley putting out the vibe. She’s all over him. If Annalee has her way, she’ll be the first one in town to see the inside of Raven’s Nest. Or at least one of the bedrooms there.”
Okay, she didn’t want to go there, Jenna decided, and quickly changed the subject.
“How are the crab cakes? They seem to be going fast, don’t they?”
Terri looked reluctant to be distracted but finally gave in. “You have, like, three left out there. You’ve done a fantastic job, as usual, Jen. Everybody’s raving about how delicious the food is and at least a half-dozen people begged me for your white chocolate mousse recipe.”
She had been working like crazy to make everything perfect for the party. It was amazing the sense of satisfaction she found.
“Thanks for all your help these last few weeks as everything has been so crazy, Terri. You’ve saved my bacon.”
“You’re welcome, hon. I’m just glad this is our last gig for a while. I can’t wait for the cruise this week. I’m going to completely put the stupid real-estate test out of my head and just bask by the pool with an umbrella drink in my hand.”
Her brother and his family were leaving the day before Christmas for a weeklong cruise on the Mexican Riviera.
“Well, I won’t have umbrella drinks but I’ll be glad to take a rest, too. It will be nice to have things get back to normal.”
“As normal as your life can get when you live just down the hill from the McRaven McMansion. I heard from Melina Parker that he’s got guests coming in this weekend. You let me know if there are any naked hot tub parties up there, okay? As much as I despise the man, I might have to come over with Paul’s binoculars, just for a little peek.”
Oh, as if she needed that visual image in her head. She thrust a platter at her sister-in-law to distract her. “Here. This is the last of the crostini. Try to move them. I don’t want to take any home with me.”
Terri grinned but obediently headed back out to the party.
The next time Jenna dared venture out of the kitchen, Carson McRaven was nowhere in sight. She told herself that odd, hollow feeling in her stomach was simply relief that he was gone and she could finally concentrate on the job at hand.
It certainly wasn’t disappointment.
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