Chapter 131: Duncan’s Watching
The moment Greg stepped into Duncan’s house, his eyes instinctively roamed the space, taking in every detail. He had expected something entirely different—perhaps an overtly feminine touch, soft pastels, delicate florals, and an ambiance that screamed Cammy’s presence. Instead, what greeted him was a perfect blend of masculine and feminine aesthetics, a harmony of strength and elegance.
The house exuded modern sophistication, with a sleek monochromatic palette punctuated by bold pops of color in the décor. It was a stark contrast to his own home, which was rooted in traditional design, filled with rich woods and classic elements.
"So, what do you think?" Cammy asked, watching his reaction closely.
Greg’s gaze was still wandering, unable to hide his surprise. "Honestly? I didn’t expect this. I thought I’d walk into a world of pink, yellow, maybe even fuchsia—but this... this is way beyond what I imagined."
Cammy let out a soft laugh. "Fuchsia? That’s extreme. Why would you think that?"
Greg smirked. "Because you’re a woman, that’s why."
That made Cammy laugh even harder. "Not all women are obsessed with pink, Greg. Besides, I was a married woman when I decorated this place. I had to consider the person I was living with, too. But tell me, do you like it?"
Greg nodded appreciatively. "More than like it. It’s impressive. Are you sure you’re not an aspiring interior designer?" he teased.
Cammy grinned. "Not really, but I did have some help from an app," she admitted. "Although, if I ever get the chance to design another house, I’d want a modern farmhouse. I’ve always dreamed of a home where I can be in the kitchen, surrounded by my husband and kids, cooking or baking together."
Greg’s heart pounded at her words. His voice dropped slightly as he responded, "That dream... it’s not impossible, Cammy."
She smirked, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she fluttered her lashes dramatically. "Oh? Is that so?" she drawled, her tone dripping with playful seduction.