Josh nodded and turned down the short, wide hall toward the livingroom. A soft warm laughter fill his ears and knew that was not Allan's laugh, it belonged to woman. He couldn't remember Allan saying that his daughter and her husband were coming to town. Their daughter and her husband had two children, and since he didn't hear kids, he was sure it must be someone from town that he knew.

As soon as he walked into the livingroom, the faint smell of vanilla tickled his nose. It brought an image of the blonde from the store today; only now, he was imagining her in fitted jeans and her hair falling in waves around her face. He blinked a couple times and realized that it wasn't an image in his mind, she was standing in the Carter's livingroom.

He knew that he was smiling, because the one she was giving him was as contagious as the flu. Unlike the flu, however, her smile was radiant. He turned to Allan. "I didn't realize that you had company."

"Ah! There is my right-hand man," Allan greeted with a laugh and a welcoming wave of his arm to have Josh come further into the room. "I'm glad you chose now to stop by. Let me introduce you to JC Hart, she just bought the Beckett place. She's going to turn it into a Bed & Breakfast." He then turned to the pretty blonde. "let me introduce you to Josh; Josh works for me over at the shop. He's like a son to Gaby and me."

Josh couldn't tear his eyes from hers, framed by fluttering long dark lashes from behind her trendy glasses. He struggled to swallow and hoped he could speak, but JC was affecting him to the core, and that core was directly behind his zipper. "It's nice to put a name to the face," he told her with a grin.