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“You ?” His voice echoed louder than expected

Phoebe pulled back a little and gave him a frown “No I haven’t started”

Matteo strode over to the counter and thrust his card in front of one of the assistants “Here’s my card Can you take the details, so I can leave?”

The assistant gave hi treated so dishty smile “I can take your details now—but you have to produce your card and estured to the side “You can always get yourself a coffee while your wife shops”

Matteo started She thought Phoebe was his wife? He stared at the boutique-style coffee shop housed inside the warehouse While the s, the waste of his time was not

He turned to face Phoebe, as standing open- will this take?”

Phoebe cringed It was clear she didn’t want to give the true answer

He flung up his hands “How long does it take to buy some fabric and some vases?”

Phoebe’s face becae trolley and turned to one of the assistants “Are we ready to get started?”

Matteo tried not to let his nored him Part of hie sketch pad balanced on top of the trolley She tossed her hair over her shoulder and pointed to her first sketch “This is the color palette I’o in that direction please?”

Matteo’s curiosity was piqued Didn’t every interior designer just paint houses in white or shades of cream?