Dave's germ of an idea took root. "So replace it." He shrugged. "Like I know anything about wallpaper."

"You want me to wallpaper your kitchen?" He could almost see the wheels turning behind her ridiculously long eyelashes.

"No. I want you to tell me what wallpaper to buy. And paint and curtains. All that stuff."

She tipped her head in a mock bow. "As my master wishes."

Dave shook his head. She was thinking he'd finally gotten around to using her as a ...