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added, "Lamb chops with Rosemary."
    "I beg your pardon?" She was caught off guard.
    "For dinner, that's what I'm making."  He struggled to hold onto his temper. "You will join me won't you? I'm not only a decorator but a chef as well."  He forced a weak smile.
    Kylie didn't know what to say.  She felt like she was going to cry.  It was her house and he was in it, decorating and cooking , and spying outside her room.  Now he wanted her studio.  This was just too much.  She turned to the window and said in a slow even tone.
    "In truth, I think your being extremely generous , and I'm trying to be as nice as I can, but there is no damn way you're using my studio."  She whirled around, reluctant to meet his gaze, then added, “Oh, and I don't eat lamb."  With that, she hurried up the stairs without looking back.
    Max let out a sigh. She was very polite for someone who wanted to scream at the top of her lungs. In fact, he was surprised she hadn't left with her sister. The girl had spunk, yet, at the same time she was way too sensitive. He felt bad that she was so miserable.  But he purchased the house same as her, and he had no damn intention of leaving.
     
     
    Kylie hung up the rest of her clothes and folded away what went into the drawers.  She really loved this room.  I t had a large walk-in closet and an en-suite with a sunken bathtub. The tub faced a window that looked out onto the lake.
    The bedroom itself was cozy but elegant. The carpet was plush cream and the walls were cream as well, with a high, vaulted, pine post and beam ceiling like the great room downstairs.  The back wall had a row of floor to ceiling windows that displayed the spectacular view of the lake.  Kylie couldn’t stop herself from looking out the window. She watched as the sun that had flooded into the room by day, transformed into a dazzling sunset, with a brilliant show of colors.
    Kylie fastened the long flowing curtains she’d bought in town then she sized things up. Nestled in the corner was a small stone fireplace, and up against the back wall was her queen size bed.  She sat down and admired her handiwork, all that was left was to hang the curtains on the patio doors that led to the terrace, the very same terrace Max wanted to use; she reminded herself.
    Kylie took a bath , and then began to dress.  She hated to go back downstairs and face him, but she was getting hungry, maybe there was a nice restaurant in town, and she could slip past him and not be seen.
    He probably thought that she’d acted like a child taking a tantrum, but that was the simplest way to explain how she felt. She was supposed to be on her own, wild and free, and now there seemed to be no way out again. She was stuck. Stuck in a situation, that could take months to change. Knowing there wasn’t anything to do but make the best of it; she decided she would apologize to him in the morning.
    She threw on a short white cotton dress and sandals, pinned her hair up with a white ribbon and looked in the mirror.  She l ooked extremely sexy, she thought. What would Max think, she wondered? Oh, what did she care, maybe he had a girlfriend or even a fiancé.  She would definitely have to find out, just for curiosity sake, she told herself, but not tonight. Tonight she wanted nothing to do with him.
    She left her room and locked the door behind her.  When she got downstairs the whole house was dark except for a glow that was coming from the great room.  She also noticed a lovely aroma in the air that smelled like Italian food. It made her mouth water.  She turned the corner to take a look and see what was going on.  The French doors were wide open to the deck, and her antique pine table was set with wine glasses and candles a glow.
    "Hi. I've been waiting for you. You look beautiful."  Max said from the sofa behind her.
    Kylie whirled around and nearly jumped out of her skin.  "What are you doing there?"  She exclaimed.
    "Having a beer, watching the sun go